Some for fame
Some just think of it as a game
Some feel pain
But no one gains
Wrist burnings
Heart pounding
I can't feel a thing
No one gains
At first there was nothing
I couldn't get deep enough
Then the marks were in red paint
It didn't flow or gush
It just appears
Invincible
Life in hand
Two jagged thin lines
Burning
It's a good pain
Whatever happens will be ok
I know that I will always have this
Never let me drown
I am counting on it
My every move
Watch
It's waiting for me
Ignore
Impossible
Live
Unwanted
Voice is there
Convince me
Never
YOU ARE READING
Never ever forever
PoetryWriting is an escape from reality. " the true alchemists didn't change led into gold, they changed the world into words" - William H. Gass " be courageous and try to write in a way that scares you a little" - Holly Gerth " you know how writers are...
