looks can kill

desperation

I am very new to writing, and still have a long way to go, but i love the comments and advice given on this site, and thank you for your honesty.

I have asked a close friend of mine to write my poem in his own format, which i think he has done a fantastic job, not being bias at all, so check out his version on his port, [e-mail]

Looks can kill

I look at you and all I see
is the hatred looking back at me
Your eyes are dark and full of despise
I need to get help before one of us dies

Your standing there empty and cold, holding a blade
I shout “Help me please someone come to my aide”

The darkened look upon your face
Is screaming at me with loath and disgrace

You grab my wrist so hard and so tight
I’m helpless now, I’m frozen with fright

Dragging the blade deep into my veins
I’m feeling no pain, am I going insane

The look in you eyes, there is hatred no more
As I turn from the mirror and fall to the floor