The Freudian

I wrote this in March of 2001

I see my reflection in your narrow, sharp, piercing body
as you shine in the dim light
The decision of your use
holds my life in your hands
I grip you as I contemplate
my tears hit your body and soon fade away
My hands tremble as I touch you
I slowly make you move your way down the spot
and ponder for a deeper connection
Yes or no, No or yes
Decision made
You move in deeper
and slice me open
As my blood suurounds you
fear and panic
Pain, excruciating pain
Tears and hatred
Why did I let you do this to me
Red, gushing, dripping, red
I see the mark you left on me
As I reflect where I might not be
Here alive, happy and free
Free from pain
Free from darkness
Free from those unwanted tears
but most of all
Free from these suicidal tendencies

Written By:

Meghan Leigh