Midnight wishes.

Lasting kisses.

Silent wishes.

Glimpses of the midnight sky.

Silver blade across my theigh.

Blood runs down the sides.

But still I cry?

I do not know why.

Where is that short lasted high.

I guess I need more,

more to survive.

I guess to survive,

                             I will take my life.

Reviews

Tradgic, yet gracful with each word flows more pain and beauty.
You have a gift..

[Wunderlich]

I like the flow that's present throughout the piece. The last four lines, more specifically the last two, are a great way to end the poem. Makes a lot of sense in contradictory way (and using contradicting words, when done properly, is a great way to flush out a difficult concept). Once again, well fuuuucking done.

[..R.I.P..]

Powerful piece. Did you really ever cut yourself? I used to, and probably still would if things got really bad. Great write, you expressed your emotions well.
~PJ

[LSS]

Troubling, though to the point (figuratively I mean). You've said well what your soul seems to cry out. Tragedy usually is an outpouring of pain looking for an avenue to run down. The poetry is good, the subject is sad.
LSS

[karmic]

The power in this short poem is amazing, it has a insane feeling to it, my favoite kind of feeling.
Thanks for the poem.