YOU ARE READING The Blade Poetry The Blade 210 7 0 by KyleNightShade by KyleNightShade Follow Share Post to Your Profile Share via Email Report Story Send Send to Friend Share Post to Your Profile Share via Email Report Story I take the blade to my wrist And let slit. I feel the pain, I let it drip Only more for me to rip. I take a good look at my arms and decide There is more room for scars. I take the blade to my wrist And let it slit.