My Death

It’s an ok poem – Cut my arm slit my wrist …
Cut my arm slit my wrist
Watch the blood fall like mist
It’s getting on the floor
As I open the door
Because of the people i adore
I wait on the road
Like its part of my code
Trying to get off this heavy load
I quickly go insane
When I get this pain
Every time I cut through my vein
When I feel it starts to swell
I knew my plan was working well
I guess it was more then I could tell
Because now I’m in the ground
In this hell I’m bound
I really turned my world upside down
All because I made you frown

By erica chambers
Published: 4/7/2006
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