I'm depressed, <br />but you can't see. <br />It's completely <br />consumed me. <br />I pick up the razor <br />and slowly start to cut <br />away at the skin <br />on my arm and my wrist. <br />The blood falls <br />to the ground <br />and I feel the emotions leaving. <br />the pain draining away slowly <br />one dropp at a time. <br />Drop by drop <br />the pain is leaving. <br />Drip by drip <br />the blood is falling <br />to the ground, <br />to my knees, <br />all over me. <br />I sit in the tub <br />slicing away <br />draining the pain <br />of tomorrow and today.<br /><br />Carmela Kazmier<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/emo-7/
