Scar

Ajax (he/xe)

I’m tired of all the hurting

I’m tired of ropes never working

I’m tired of being alive, 

so maybe tonight’s my time.

I’ll grab my blade 

And cut real deep

Pour out the blood inside of me

It’d be such a pretty scar,

From my wrist to my elbow

But I can’t right now, 

I have school tomorrow

 

 

  • Author: Ajax (Pseudonym) (Offline Offline)
  • Published: March 29th, 2022 11:10
  • Comment from author about the poem: about halfway through the day and the constant dizzy spells have been wonderful.
  • Category: Sad
  • Views: 24
  • User favorite of this poem: jarcher54.
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Comments1

  • Crowns4Christ

    Don't do anything like that dear, there's,hope, there's healing,



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