the knifes stayed,
she would risk her life,
but it was the only way,
to remember her lover,
she slit,
she cut,
she gashed,
the knife went deeper,
and deeper,
but the more pain,
the more she loved him,
she couldn't stop,
she had to do it,
for the memory,
of her lost love,
she continued,
to cut,
and to remember,
but then she said to herself,
is this what he wanted,
or me to be free,
but it didn't stop her,
after two weeks,
twenty cut a day,
she fell to the ground,
nobody was there,
the loss of blood,
was to much,
she gave in,
two tombs,
side by side,
same type of poeple,
different types of death,
she missed him,
he was missed by no over,
this is a sad set of event,
never let the same happen to you,
or others,
spread this around to you freinds,
so they can read the story,
know what a great life they have,
unlike this girl.
Harley Morriss
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/red-blood-black-tears-part-5/
