Last Seconds
a simple blade
it has many uses
it can cut
it can kill
shove into skin
deep into flesh
hear the scream
shhhhhh
quiet now
you don't want them to come
don't want them to die
don't let your death be in vain
stay silent
maybe they didn't hear your scream
he laughs
pulls the blade up
you bite back another scream
'come on *****'
'scream for me'
'I know you want to'
close your eyes
hold the pain inside
he pulls the blade completely out
puts is against your throat
'well if you won't play'
throat quickly slit
'maybe they will'
words meeting your ears in the last seconds
Copyright © Nicole Bissell | Year Posted 2009
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