I Write Poetry
Run to your room
Slam the door
Turn up the music
Fall to the floor
Scream in yourself
Let no-one hear
Tell no secrets
Show no fear
Grab the knife
No-one will care
Pull back your sleeve
Your arm in bare
Lay the blade against Your Skin
Pushing hard the pain will Begin
Not enough…
You dig down deep
Pain subsides….
Blood Starts to seep
Your head clears
What have you done?
You throw the knife
And begin to run
You run from life
But inside you know
You’ll have to return
And let nothing show!