Just like the jagged dagger ripping through the air beneath my shallow bends. cutting my feet till i turn black & blue, i cry out for help. but no one can hear me. I shout for hours and hours till i cannot speak no more. i ask myself will i live agin. or will i be dead for ever. dead like the black sea swallowing me whole. I am just like the jagged dagger sliceing my life away. are we all just like daggers or is it just me cutting the meat till there is no more to cut.are we all just meat for my jagged dagger to stab into deeper and deeper.no one knows .but one day soon we shall know the truth.cause the truth is barried under layers of pain and sorrow of depression that hurt's so bad we kill everything around us untill we kill ourselves.then we shall be alive alive once again. Victoria Shanelle