3 çuts
On my wrist
Should do it
Thinking
Thinking
Thinking
My mind is in a dark place
Only pain
Can erase the pain
So
I locked the bathroom door
I filled up the bathtub
I got in
Then
One
Two
Three
Losing blood so fast
It worked this time
I'm not in pain anymore
- Author: Hanible ( Offline)
- Published: November 18th, 2024 08:15
- Category: Unclassified
- Views: 42
Comments2
So many people have these feelings, it takes courage to make oneself vulnerable to express them publicly. If you are one of them, know you are not alone. ❤️ Internal pain is so hard to deal with, and writing poetry is a great way to get it out. There’s no shame seeking out help either. Dark, but raw poetic expression. Well done!
"And they cried aloud,and cut themselves with knives and lancets, till the blood gushed out upon them,"
It's a horror story.
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