2 August 2012
A blade that goes through my chest, Thinking hard what will happen next, Crying and hoping that it would end, Hoping that someone would hear my cry for help.
Blood that would keep flowing, Blood that was never ending, Pain that would never stop, Any minute my heart would pop.
As I lay on the ground, Screaming,hoping that someone would hear my sound, A blade that goes through my chest, I knew what would happen next.
Blade • Opuss № I