tears falling endlessly
from this broken soul
trying to fight it
the evil temptation
always lingering
i give in to it
take out the sharp blade
slowly slice through the skin
a smile passes through my lips
it feels so good
numbs the awful pain
but then i look down
at my scarred wrist
what have i done?
brianna christine
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/what-have-i-done-6/
