A Cold Bite

another poem about cutting

If only I was

brave enough

to pick up

the knife

and put it to

my skin--

What would I 

do then?

I would make a

quick slice

And I'd watch the

blood flow;

I would relish the

cold bite

And never let 

anyone know.

Author's Note

any ideas?

Reviews

[Jerry]

This is really sad, but it is well written.
Keep your chin up.