V.S Knife

V.S Knife

A Poem by BLitZeD

My knife challenged me to a game of chicken after i popped the last of my Riddlein
in the corner fiddling with my pen thinking in riddles then 
slice slice goes the knife
oh what a f*****g mess, you gada be kidding
god damn blade always purposely missing
veins right there, away hes chipping
till he exposes it bare, old scars just re ripping
i wish he would get to the point, im living on the edge
the edge im reliving, the point im re-wishing
its not a game of chance, its supposed to be the last mission
shallow slash or a real close gash, only cry for attention 

© 2015 BLitZeD


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Curiously reading this numerous times like hmmmmm.. It's a wonderfully written poem. Suicide, cry for attention would of been a dead lock title. Every word of this is superb. But still just curiously reading like hmmmmm. Either way I honestly love the beat and feel of this. Shows your many gifts with words and writing.

Pardon me,


Posted 10 Years Ago


BLitZeD

10 Years Ago

the knife is its own character, abusive in nature
silent poet

10 Years Ago

Understood.. I figured that much with HOW you delivered your first line MY KNIFE challenged me.. C.. read more
BLitZeD

10 Years Ago

lmfao, flattered

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Added on June 5, 2015
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BLitZeD
BLitZeD

New Jersey Devil, FL



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i give them the plans i drew up with thoughts methodically calculated and so intricately placed , every outcome was accounted for and algebraically related. f*****g statistically graced, like .. more..