Blood dripping down my arm
I'm feeling sleepy
Blood dripping down my arm
I'm feeling sleepy
I look up to the sky, wanting to die
I have sadness in my eyes and cuts on my knee
You can't break
What's already broken
You can't break
What's ready broken
If you try to break my heart again
It won't work, I have spoken
You think when I die
I'll fly to the sky?
You think when I die
I'll fly to the sky?
I'll spread my wings behind my back
I'll fly high above the clouds and for the first time won't cry
Blood dripping down my arm
I'm feeling sleepy
Dark red blood dripping down my arm
I'm feeling sleepy
I close my eyes to pass the pain
When I fall asleep and never wake up, while the darkness consumes me...
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Pain
PoetryJust my blues poem about bullying. Warning it's very deep, I had to do this for class and wanted to show all of u guys!
