(This is playing off of the rhyme about cross my heart hope to die stick a needle in my eye)
The splinters pierce my heart
As the wood crosses my chest
Hope is the last thing on my mind
As I wish to die
The needle punctures my eyes
As I stick it in them
For I have broken my promise
The promise where I said
I would never kill myself
I'm sorry
Cheyenne Ashley
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/broken-promise/
