Knives

Knives

A Poem by Sayonara

                        KNIVES

Razor sharp.
Clean cut.
Blood pours faster than fools luck.
Trust hurts.
Love is pain.
Hide your lies because the hate has gained.
Pull it out.
The bleeding wont stop.
Call the doctor, im still human just in case you forgot.
RED LIKE FIRE.
dripping like water.
Offer my heart like a lamb for slaughter.
In my hand i hold this blade.
For all the times i was betrayed.
Every cut that i will lay will be for everytime it wasnt okay.
How deep will this go?
i should just start off slow.
When should i just let it go?
Do you understand?
Or should i change this tempo?

© 2016 Sayonara


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Added on April 28, 2016
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Sayonara
Sayonara

YUMA, AZ



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I love poetry My dream is to be heard all over the world. Im hopeing this will get me started atleast. I write stories and lyrics plus poetry. I want honest feed back I can take it :D more..

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