Copyright ©2004: Megan E. Dickerson
Too late to turn
Back the time
It seems it's slipping
Her life, and mine
For I am she
One and the same
I can not win
Can't play this game
The knife, it cuts
So deep and true
It does just what
It's meant to do
The pills I took
So long ago
Make me stumble
Walk to and fro
The blood comes fast
Spilling red
An aching pain
Inside my head
I say goodbye
To those I know
I cut again
Just so I'll go
A pool of red
Surrounding me
The light grows dim
I can not see
What have I done?
Who would want this?
I think as I sink
To this black abyss