Misery

Nerd

I sit here laying in my blood

Pouring down from

The the cuts, I gave myself

My head resting on my shoulder

Feeling so heavy from the damage,

I gave myself,

Why are my limbs so weak

Elbow and my wrist stuck in place

My arm can’t from the ground

Not be able to move

You look at me in terror

And at a bloody white T-shirt

I wasn’t able to reach

Something that shouldn’t be asked

My smile feels uncanny

All I wanted, was you

Was it too much they ask for?

To be treated like a porcelain boll

I’m too fragile I break like glass

Trust me if you flick me, I will crack

  • Author: Nerd (Offline Offline)
  • Published: August 11th, 2026 13:59
  • Category: Unclassified
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