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Final Cut
written by: Alissa Quintana
catagory: Suicide
As the harsh silver glides across my skin...
I think of you
The pain you caused
How could you have done this?
This amount of pain is unreal
Starting as a few drops
My hot sticky blood begins to run...pleasure.
As the cold silver rips at my skin...
Why is school so hard?
To much work to much pressure!
I cant take it
The steady flow begins to rush...Joy.
As the hard silver tears at my skin...
Why did they leave me?
Parents should be there for at least the first 16 years.
Dropping me off in the hands of strangers, then just her?
Mi family is gone.
Rushing blood turns into a dark sleep...Almost.
As the steady silver digs deep in my skin...
Daddy why did you go?
You left me with a burdened widow
The pain you scared my heart with
Is almost as equal to the pain of her fist upon my face
I'm sure you and I could have been great.
Was your leaving the fault of mine?
The darkness consumes me...Death-Happiness
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