Finally, I will feel relief.
Finally, I will bleed.
My blood will flow endlessly.
My mind will be at peace.
A heart of stone will turn cold.
A mind of sorrow will not exist.
Finally, my breath will catch.
Finally, I will bleed out.
My body will give in,
For I have reached the end.
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Broken
PoetryPoetry is a way of expressing our most dark, twisted, confusing emotions that we feel no one understands. You are not alone in how you feel or what you are going through. These poems are written to help people realize that and feel less alone. WARN...
