***Slicing***

I watch my life fade. And I turn to suicide for escape…
I see my love leave me
I see my friends move away
I watch my parents yell
I watch my family die

Nothings here for me now
what’s the point
in staying
in such an empty world
staring down a road
that leads to nothing
like the rivers of tears
falling down my cheeks

Like the blood that trickles down my hand
as it pours
from the slice on my wrist
I’m waiting for it to be over
for death to save me
from this prison

The slicing become numerous
there’s cuts on my legs and arms
my stomach
and neck

Suicidal
my life has become
the life that’s left
escapes as I fall to the ground
and lay motionless

The life had nothing
what will death hold for me

By Jennifer Walker
Published: 7/11/2006
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