Deeper
I grab the knife,
As if its nothing.
I know it can take my life away,
but I could care less.
I put the knife into my skin.
I cant feel a thing.
I stab it in deeper,
the memories are floating back.
Us walking into the streets,
holding hands,
you whispering "I love you"
I can feel the blood gushing out,
but theres no pain.
I remember laying in your arms,
I remember every word you said.
I stab the knife in deeper.
I try not to shout.
The deeper it goes,
the more memories come out.
I've never seen so much blood in my life,
all because memories of us.
I just cant believe your okay.
I take the knife out and throw it.
Watching the blood come out,
it doesn't phase me
Copyright © Corrine Johnson | Year Posted 2010
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