Suicide

I have aboustly noooooo reason why I wrote this. I just found it in my Word. Lol. So thought I'd post it. I dunno still what it was made for.

Feel the slice.

The coolness touches your skin.

The heat of the cut.

Down your arm.

Like a crack, it splits.

The hot red liquid spills out.

You watch in horror for what you have done.

The liquid pumps out of the cut.

Life draining away before your eyes.

You see what you have done.

You try to stop it.

You can’t.

The decision is made.

Satan is already here.

You know you’ve screwed up.

You try to make it better.

But dear…it’s too late.

The last of your life is drained away.

The liquid is a pool around you.

Satan is here to take you.

Suicide.

Author's Note

Still, don't ask. I jsut found and thought I'd post it.

Reviews

[TWISTED NIGHTMARE]

i really like this poem, even if it was written for no reason it has so much power behind the words...

[paradise]

I like it its simple and to the point Great job :)

[Nihilum]

Powerful and intense, I love it!!
:3

[LivingDeath]

I like this alot. Not your typical suicide poem. I like how you changed it up a bit so that its not the cliche 'I want to kill myself' suicide poem but yet a view on how it would be a mistake. I can relate alot. I'm been stuck with feeling I only had a razor left and all it left me with is regrets. Very good write. 10/ 10

[Tasha]

This was amazing! Please keep writing. :)

[~hεllα.]

this is effing perfection!!! i mean that!

[LovingMeDirty]

Amazing. Its great! Keep Writing.

[Dr. S. D. Blankenship D..]

I like this, adding!

[Moth Phoenix]

Wow! This is a really good poem :)
It really gives some good emotions with the line "Satan is already here"
Great job!!!
~Karina

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"The decision is made.
Satan is already here.
You know you’ve screwed up.
You try to make it better.
But dear…it’s too late.'
~~~wow--i love it~~intense~great poetry~~

:)