The Queen's Dagger

Rookie (July 31 1997 / Vermont)

Let It Out


From the moment I saw you,
I knew that something was wrong.
What makes you laugh makes others cry,
but I don't want to see you die.

Your red wrists, they make me kneel,
they make me break down and cry.
Oh, sweet child, why?
Please don't pull that trigger,
you don't know what you're doing.

You run away when I approach,
as if I am a lowly cockroach.
Please don't be afraid, I swear that I care.
I just want to mend your broken heart.
Dying is not an art.

Your wrists, they make me kneel,
they make me me break down and cry.
Oh, sweet child, why?
Please don't pull that trigger,
you don't know what you're doing.

Life is not always good,
I know that is true,
but there must be some part of you
that still wants to stay and face another day.

Your red wrists, they make me kneel,
they make me break down and cry.
Oh, sweet child, why?
Please don't pull that trigger,
you don't know what you're doing.

Don't give up,
don't take that jump.
I am here,
so close your eyes and cry.
Let it fly, let it go, let it out.

Submitted: Saturday, June 09, 2012
Edited: Monday, June 11, 2012

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Poet's Notes about The Poem

I was almost at this point until recently and I was remembering what it felt like. This is to remind everyone who is going through a hard time right now that someone cares. It was intended to be a song, that is why one part is repeated 3 times, by the way.

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  • Rookie - 340 Points Captain Cur (6/13/2012 1:01:00 PM)

    There is a lot of pain in this poem/song but healing and hope through out.
    Very good message in a memorable format. Thanks for sharing. (Report) Reply

  • Rookie William Marion (6/13/2012 3:01:00 AM)

    Ok we got rookie here. I just signed up and wanted to say how real this poem was for me because its me the boy in the poem with the red wrists. everyday is a fucking battle to do everything. suicide is constantly on my damn mind. Great stuff im excited about this website. Oh and Elizabeth dont worry about putting a label on it. IT is what it is. So thank you and i Leave you with words from the Great Bob Dylan. If i can sing it? then its a song, If i cant sing it? then its Poetry. simple as that.

    P.S. IM ok im not gonna off myself tonight i will let you know before i hit the hard road.
    William Morrison (Report) Reply

  • Rookie Deci Hernandez (6/12/2012 10:22:00 AM)

    if i ever become an english teacher i would share to the class do not go lonely into that good night and possibly this poem. it very sad how our brothers and sisters reach this moment. (Report) Reply

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