Dead Date: Wednesday, 1st June 2005 @ 03:40:58 PM AEST Topic: Sad Poetry Contributed By: TearsICry As I look down to my wrist And wonder why I just did what I did I slit my wrist again But I think this time I carved to deep Regret and fear run through my mind Am I going to die? But now its to late Theres no turning back It had to be done Blood is pouring out of my wound I'm feeling weak I've collasped to the floor unable to think I see blackness appearing I can no longer see I'm feeling dizzy All I hope now is that I don't awake in the hospital bed And pray nobody finds me until i'm dead I need to be dead... This poem is Copyright © TearsICry Important note: ALL POETRY ON THIS SITE IS COPYRIGHT. If you wish to use any poem for any purpose, please either EMAIL Mick from the sites feedback form, or go to the AUTHOR'S site and EMAIL the author for permission. If you Email Mick for permission on any poem that is not his personal works, he will endeavor to contact the author on your behalf. This poem comes from Your Poetry Dot Com https://www.your-poetry.com/ The URL for this poem is: https://www.your-poetry.com/route.php?page=poetry/PoemDetail&story_id=96509