its suprising how one little blade can do alot
well one blade seems so small and harmless
as the suffering kept running in my path i ran
around until i thought just one cut can make it better
i cut and i cut until i felt the blood falling of my little
hands and then as every thing went about in my face
i wanted to erase the scars it left behind
i never told noone so noone could feel bad for me
i look at a blade now and no what it is capable of doing
in a heart beat a blade can cut and vanish you from earths face
but it cant cure the sorrow your mom and dad are feeling
the helplessness you feel ive felt burning inside
it was just all a mind game the devil played
and he almost took my life away
could the helpless blade bring you back to life no but it can take it away
so if you have thought about it think again seeing blood poor down your hand may mean more than what you think
its not an escape but a trap you'll never be free
that little blade you hold in your hands can be the last thing you see
just one blade just one cut just one life
damaris perez
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/just-one-blade/
