While I cut,
This sinful skin,
I Try to erase,
My memories,
So thoughts,
Won't keep me up,
All night.
As I lie,
To myself,
And Friends,
I cry inside,
Wanting to get out.
That final time,
I sat and shook,
I cried,
For I knew,
This might be the end,
I dug in deep,
While blood poured down,
And watched the room,
As it grew dim.
As I bleed,
I feel life slip away,
Death knocks,
Waiting for me,
To take his hand,
And leave this place.
Emily E. Mehigan
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/cut-my-soul-out/
