Self h@rm

Chris M 352

Scars filled with blood

 

Blood dripping on the floor from ur wrists, thighs, face

 

All those scars carry a problem 

 

All the crying, tears, praying what did it do 

 

Did it help u? Did it make u feel better? 

 

Did it!!?

 

He/she: No 

 

But idk what tobdo anymore

 

Ii just want to end my life I can't no more

 

I rlly can't I'm tired I'm so fucking tired

 

Tell me wtf should I do I tried everything 

 

I tried praying, screaming, letting my anger out, cutting myself , smoking, burning myself so Tell me what else should I do

 

Suicide is my only escape from this awful world

 

And trust me I don't want to but I can't handle the pain no more

 

I tend to smile every fucking day  

 

So no one notices my pain 

 

And luckily they don't 

 

My parents judge me everything I tell them how I feel 

 

The only thing that comes out of there mouth is ur dumb ur stupid just stop saying that ur annoying be normal

 

I may have a very weak mentally but all those words repeat in my mind every single time 

 

      I fking hate life 

 

  • Author: Chris M (Pseudonym) (Offline Offline)
  • Published: October 27th, 2024 00:10
  • Category: Sad
  • Views: 9
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  • Demar Desu

    Art is the answer, thanks for the poem



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