Knife

So done with life, 
All I feel is pain,
Sharpen the knife,
It's starting to rain,
The end draws closer,
He doesn't know what to do,
He thinks one last time about her,
The knife starts to slice he's through,
But don't worry no more,
He's not in anymore pain,
Why are you crying for,
That kid was insane,
How long will he be remembered?
Before he is forgotten,
After a while he's just a kid in the past,
No longer walkin,
Goodbye cruel world,
I bid you farewell,
I lost my girl,
And deep down I have fell,
Don't you cry for me, 
I did this to myself,
Live your life and be happy,
Just put me up on the shelf,
I sharpened that knife,
Now it has taken my life
Copyright © | Year Posted 2017

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February 18, 2017 at 4:46 AM
This is a painful and dark poem... I hope it's only a poem, and you don't really feel as sad as you describe here? It's a very good poem though.
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February 18, 2017 at 4:22 PM
Thank you it means a lot but I have been influenced a bit but I find writing poems a way to relieve my pain but thank you so much
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