tw: suicidal thoughts, self harm
as the blade slices through my skin,
i wince as blood rushes through my body.
it's game over, i thought,
maybe if i hit the ground, i'll get to restart.
their words hurt more than the cuts on my thighs,
the fear of vulnerability keeps my eyes dry.
a dozen personalities contained in one vessel,
i fear you'll leave when you meet the true me.
i have nothing to stay for anyways,
no one notices how i'm slipping away.
stupid little me, hiding everything again,
a smile that disguises my desire to die.
if i told someone, they'd give me that look.
the look that makes me regret what i said.
people digest food to keep themselves alive,
i digest thoughts that help me do otherwise.
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words to kill and words to heal | a poetry collection
Poetryjust some poems i wrote, in an attempt to express my emotions :-) constructive criticism is always welcome!
