The tears fall slowly,
Down my pale white cheeks,
Slowly one by one,
The tears mix with the red,
As they fall on my bloody wrists,
I can't help but feel relieved,
As I release the pain,
That I hold inside.
The next night,
More tears fall,
As I drag that knife,
Against my skin,
For the millionth time.
I continue to cry,
As I look in the mirror,
The person I see,
Is not who I want to be,
"Will I ever be perfect?",
Everyday I am reminded,
That I will never be good enough,
I am just a waste of space,
Why am I still here,
I am a disgrace.
I greet death tonight,
An invitation long overdue,
But you won't miss me,
Why would you,
Because you never care about me,
When I cried.
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My Dark Poetry
PoetrySome poems that I write mostly how I feel, I don't know why I'm publishing this I guess I just felt like it. So I hope you at least like them. Please no negative comments. If you have any questions or suggestions please pm me. Yeah so that's pretty...
