The end

The end

A Poem by Tishak730

Dripping blood
From my wrist
The pain feels good
Drip,drip,drip
Onto the floor I drop to my knees
Cry while my wrist bleeds
Thinking to myself
This really might be the end of me

© 2015 Tishak730


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Added on April 6, 2015
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Tishak730
Tishak730

Bronx, NY



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I am nineteen years old.Single mom of a wonderful two year old.im finishing up my last year in high school.Also I love to write poems , short stories. more..

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