Call for Blood

Call for Blood

A Poem by kazzy

Balanced on the edge of the knife

It gleams in the light of the unforgiving sun

Calling to me with a gentle, haunting tune

Begging to be reunited with my veins

Overpowered by desire to take my life

It whispers to me deep in the dark

I hear it most when the world is completely silent

Or sometimes, when it rains

In my mind there is too much strife

I barely know what’s even keeping me alive

I would give in to the siren’s call

But my actions would cause too many stains.

© 2016 kazzy


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Well these are some deep heavy hitting jots...and yet i hear so much more!

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Added on November 8, 2016
Last Updated on November 8, 2016
Tags: cutting, cut, self-harm, depression, anxiety, sad, sadness, knife, suicide, call, for, blood

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kazzy
kazzy

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