my poem

[slitmyface]

i think of you while i'm alone
i think of you while i'm stoned
i miss you here with me tonight
in my hand i hold this knife
i can take away the pain
pretend like it never existed
i can feel it on my vein
you might think im sick and twisted
i don't care any more
i see my blood fall on my floor
one last night
dear sweet bliss
eveything will be allright
i just wanted one last kiss.

-jack.