Blood Rose || A Collection Of my Poetry: Pt. 2

I am forfeiting.

Self awareness he'll say

What a scary idea, me aware?

I'll cover my wrist because I no longer wanna see that scar all for a deal

Remember my deals, oh how horrid

I said I'd never hurt them, but I accidentally did...
I stabbed myself with a pencil then. Remember?

I looked down in my hospital room at my wrist and made a decision I couldn't have made before, I'll no longer have the scar on show it'll be covered by a leather bracelet.

Why that? It's the only thing that hardly moves, eventually it'll become a second skin.

I tied it so tight it can't move. I'll wear it till it breaks, then I'll find a new.

What a vicious cycle, all because I was a horrid human being.

Don't you miss him tho?

I know they must. But nonetheless I'm sick and tired of the scars of caused on myself and others

Let's face it it's sickening
So hearby I'm telling you I'm done, go on with it if you will

I am forfeiting. I'm done.

I will no longer play the game, which had became more like chess then anything else.

I refuse to be apart of it anymore, and honestly I suggest you do the same. Although It is up to you

Hope you're well tho...

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I can hardly write this shit anymore, that's why I haven't in so long its not like I don't have ideas, ik I can write my poems but just the subjects I'd rather not write anymore... I had such a distinct style of poetry and now I'm breaking from it... btw I'm making a new poetry book which yes is apart of my series but it'll no longer have my 'characters' anymore... I'm sick of my own poetry and everything I've done I'd rather start a new then continue this horrid story, yes ik it's cut short but tbh I am the author so it's fine... anyways hope whoever reads is doing well, I hope you having a good day! Well, good bye now