Thursday, September 07, 2006




A shortened path
or a long busy road
if she takes the path
she lives a short life
if she takes the road
she’s flattened and crushed
either way
what life will she have

Dogs chasing her coming to a short tree
or a thin tall tree
if she climbs the tall tree
she fall and break her neck and die
if she climbs the short one
the dogs will jump
and tare her down
and she will die
either way
what life will she have

Going with the killer
or going with herself
if she goes to the killer
she dies from him
if she goes with herself
she will cause
her own suicidal death
either way
what life will she have

She won’t live to see the light
see wont live to see another day
trap in darkness
trap by her own world
a life born to go to waste

D-desperately waiting to die
E
-ecstatic at the sight of the knife
A
-always in a face filled with tears
T
-the arm that trickles blood
H
-hating life

Saturday, September 02, 2006


I press the razor to my wrist,
Close my eyes, make one last wish,
I cut my wrist nice and quick
As my blood runs red and thick
I watch the blood it won't stop
I watch the blood as it drops
I watch until I slowly fall
I hear a scream from down the hall.
I lay there as
I slowly die
Once I'm gone you wonder why.