My loved one
By sezzie
The gleaming knife lies next to me,Wrapped in pure white silk,The knife has never been used,It is still clean.I pick the knife up,The fresh point smiles at me,I draw the knife towards my chest,The point towards my heart.The picture of my loved one,Sits next to me,He went long ago,Finally, I am able to join him.First I feel pain,Then I panic,Then I am calm and peaceful,Finally, I am happy once again.It was my sister who found the body,She was upset for a few days,But then she went out with some friends,And forgot about me.My room is now a dinning room,The walls have been painted pure white,My belongings are now my sisters,The rest have been chucked out.All that's left of me now is my spirit,The picture of my loved one remains under the floor boards,Where it fell,But he is with me now. Written October 14th, 2001 © on Oct 13 2001 11:33 PM PST 0 • 8
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"The gleaming knife lies next to me,Wrapped in pure white silk,The knife has never been used,It is still clean.I pick the knife up,The fresh point smiles at me,I draw the knife towards my chest,The point towards my heart.The picture of my loved one,Sits next to me,He went long ago,Finally, I am able to join him.First I feel pain,Then I panic,Then I am calm and peaceful,Finally, I am happy once again.It was my sister who found the body,She was upset for a few days,But then she went out with some friends,And forgot about me.My room is now a dinning room,The walls have been painted pure white,My belongings are now my sisters,The rest have been chucked out.All that's left of me now is my spirit,The picture of my loved one remains under the floor boards,Where it fell,But he is with me now...."