It is such a sad day, <br />When we wake up and say, <br />That today I will end my life, <br />To be rid of all of this strife, <br />From all those who I deem, <br />Just don't give a care it seems, <br />About whether I live or die, <br />And whether I go to the sky, <br />Or the Devil's hell, <br />But I know I can quell, <br />All my sorrows and fears, <br />And I will shed no more tears, <br />For all the hurt I cannot abide, <br />And the scars on my arms I cannot hide. <br />It is such a sad day as well, <br />When I cannot quell, <br />All this abuse and rage, <br />In my heart as in a cage, <br />So I may as well end it all, <br />Cause no one cares how I fall. <br /> <br />But wait a second here! <br />There is no real fear, <br />And this abuse and rage, <br />I can quell and open the cage, <br />To let my sorrows and fears fly away, <br />So I can start a new and happy day.<br /><br />Barbara Lynn Terry<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/the-cutting-edge/
