Knife

Never seen a knife look so pretty,

With sharp edged reapers,

dreaming of cuts on skin,

Bloody red gash lines,

I wish I never had to exist

Plitany of disappointment

I sleep and awake with a knife above,

Compelling me to cut once,

Lie I am fine, none will guess

Most will be glad I'm rid

How I wish I could act on thoughts

Not fear the fear,

Alas, my time has come

Either I will be dead or hurt

Or a loony that didn't follow my words

Death, o death when will you take me away?

The earth finds me a burden

Rat poison failed me or it's a false memory

Ate toxic stuff and vomit saved me

Want something eternal, painful for misery I inflicted on others

Punish me, hurt me, cast me in hell

But even hell can't tolerate me

The random poem that runs in my head,

All the time, wishing my end, 

Vague and vogue, always wrong, 

Twisted mess of a human 

Run and rush there's nowhere to go

A wondrous exterior with lacklustre interior

Pretend and play, that's what you know

There's no beginning there's no end,

I am the snake who ate its tail,

Forever useless and pointless