Dancing across my thoughts like a leaf I the cold autumn breeze, crumbling as it danced.
Their taunts worsening slowly, crawling, crumbling and tearing own my walls of self esteem
Their words as sharp as the knife that could end it all.
self inflicted pain echoing, screaming and crying where my self esteem once stood.
My yearning for death grows an now id welcome death with open arms;
Suicide dancing across my thought like a leaf in the cold autumn breeze, begging me to take a bite.
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After You Left
Poetrycomplete poetry collection, over 70 poems from my darkest times and issues with love
