Take it away

• Estelle Dyer, Grade 10
• Poetry
• 2004

Trapped between two worlds, anger in my heart,
Voices screaming in my mind, tearing me apart.
Anger builds up, i'm trpped in a lie,
Hurting inside me, wishing i'd die.
Give me the blade, sweet sharpened knife,
Come fourth and slowly take my life.
I wish it wasn't real, I wish it was all fake,
They keep on hounding me until I start to break.
it's too late to save me, i've snapped, gone insane,
What the hell is inside of me? Screwing up my brain.
I can't be with you, with a mind like this,
A loaded frown, a loaded fist.
With a silent blade I start to slice,
Watch the blood flow, doesn't it look nice?
There was nothing to help me, nothing to say,
No one can save me or take it away.