Poetry

I Slit My Wrist Playing Ultimate Frisbee

written by: OurSacredHonor

I wasn't happy, I was distressed
Just got out of another fucking test
I'm tired and run down, my brains on overload
I feel like my head is about to explode

So some friends and me head up the street to play
Enjoying the beautiful weather that day
The sky was blue, not a cloud in sight, only the sun
All I wanted to do was kick back and have some fun

Running, and running, and running some more
Keep on running til we even the score
Throw, catch, run, repeat
Better get going and move those feet

Suddenly I stop, I felt a pain in my right arm
Worried about what I'd done to do myself harm
I never knew someone could damage himself so much
It seems I could do it with the simplest of a touch

I looked at my hand covered in mud
I looked a little lower and I saw smeared blood
Two nice long gashes perpendicular to my veins
Were the cause for those sharp pains

I slit my wrist playing ultimate Frisbee
How clumsy can one person be?
I slit my wrist playing ultimate Frisbee
I'm gonna be a spaz for all eternity

Fall
Trip
Scrape
Slip
Bleed
Rip
Spaz out!

Hurt
Lose
Pain
Bruise
No pleasure
Cruise
Spaz out!

• Tweet
• Share