Slit my throat, <br />Slit my arms, <br />Stab that knife in both of my palms, <br /> <br />Get me out I want to go, <br />The pain in my eyes never seems to show, <br />Mom and Dad just don’t see, what she really meant to me, <br />My love for her will always be, <br /> <br />As the blood pours away from my lifeless heart, <br />I think of her name and carve it deep, a work of art, <br />I lie there and numb the pain, <br />My love for her is driving me insane…<br /><br />James Lee Watts<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/suicide-5/
