The Escape of the Fairy Princess

I never can escape from my own realities....trapped within my own doing....

Saturday, April 28, 2007

Forgotten

The knife is against my wrist.
Would it hurt as it slices through the skin?
Would blood spurt out in gushes?
Would you even care?
I am just a toy to you.
Something to replace when gone.
Thrown in the trash.
Forgotten...