My mind <br />is like a knife <br />sharp, deadly <br />stabbing at my soul <br />Everyday it hurts <br />but the sad thing is <br />I don't really die <br />I just feel dead <br />My fault, yes I know<br /><br />Bless Villena<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/doubt-kills/
