Razor

Short poem I wrote one night while I was trying to take my life…tell me what y'all think
Razor to the wrist
Blood on the floor
Razor to the bone
I can't feel it
The pain is decreasing
The blood is increasing
Now my blood flows freely
Freely from the cute
Cuts on my wrist
My time is running out
Razor to the wrist
One last time
Now I am dying

By benjamin dye
Published: 1/26/2008		 Your Contributions: Tell us a Poem! You don't have to be a Buzzle.com author to contribute to Poetry Bee. Submit a poem of your own right now!
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don't ever write again
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sucks
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