I need to feel it again!
The cold steel
The crimson dripping.
I need to see,
The flesh parting
The life draining.
Sometimes I feel,
the past.
The tissue itching
My mind racing.
Mirrors,
an enemy.
Always reminding,
Always showing.
Can I keep myself from
creating another scar
that never,
Fades?
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Author:
JRPoetic (Pseudonym) (
Offline) - Published: August 9th, 2026 09:48
- Category: Sad
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