Where’s my knife my precious friend
That sharpened stone of jagged end
It knows my flesh both outside in
It tears away and carries skin
Protecting me from living life
Piercing through to end the strife
My only help it’s metal cold
Always doing what it’s told.
When all else fails it’s it and I
We fight to win we fight to die
I wish that I could turn back now
And change my mind to change my vow
That day that train I wish I fell
Regretting that the man could tell.
My sweet intent why did he see?
What I would do, he murdered me.
That lonely poppy filled with blood
Of war and pain it barely stood
And now it drowns in soil and dirt
I stand to fall embrace the hurt.
All alone with no one there
But now I’m numb and do not care.
Present people act my past
With empty words that never last.
So I have learnt to walk alone
To face my thoughts all on my own
“I won’t be there but you’re in my heart”
Those words cut deep and knifed apart
My very soul, it slipped away
I always knew it wouldn’t stay.
So pain is now my new best friend
At least I know it will not end
It knows me well from outside in
All I have to lose is skin.
*Written by Kadeen*