Sharp

i wrote this poem inspired by peoples family issues

Sharp
The blade
As it slash
And gnashes
A gash
In his arm
A wound 
A sound 
As a scream fills the air
Yet there's no one there
But you
With a knife 
In your arm 
Doing yourself harm
Don't be alarmed there's nothing wrong 
Your not sick
Just don't start to lick
Your just confused
And abused by this world
By your life
 Wouldn't be happy if your mother
Was just your father wife
And you lived happily
And sappily
No matter how cheesy it would be
Wouldn't you rather just be a family

Author's Note

family issues shit happens