Pain

It’s about the feeling of pain from when I had lost one friend but gained another. The one I lost and the one I gained hate each other, and I was confused and wanted to die...
Pain…
It’s not something I can see
Or touch…
It’s the voice inside me
Telling me it won’t hurt
I take a knife
And drag it across my wrist
It leaves a red line
Blood drips from the knife
Like the tears from my eyes
When you were yelling at me that night
Every word made me want to die a little more
And now I am escaping from this world
Escaping from you…
Escaping from myself…

By cheyenne kane
Published: 12/15/2006
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