Category : Poems

Sub Category : N/A

Someone save me,
i have become my own enemy,
the glint of a knife excites me,
and the freezing feel of it is an ecstasy all on its' own.

I welcome the pain and on occasion I invite it,
the bite of a blade slicing through my vein,
will give me the release i so desperately need.

This call for help is useless,
if I'm lucky when I'm gone someone will read this,
Never hope too high, or reach too far,
cause sometimes you'll succeed, but in the end we all fall...