Weight so heavy it crushes bone with ease,
Knife stuck deep within a heart that continues to beat,
Betrayal, such a nasty thing,
Cowardice, what a selfish disease,
Permanent scars now taint an already torn heart,
Mind riddled with thoughts and emotions I can't seem to pick apart,
A knife so steady and cool against my skin,
Finally I fall victim, allowing the darkness to creep in,
He wielded a knife I could never control,
He dug it so deep that it pierced through my soul,
Unable to sleep from the turmoil within,
I now wield a knife I can actually comprehend,
Steady breaths, repetitive movements,
Tears could start falling at any given moment,
Burning like fire, so freeing and euphoric,
For every slice, the weight is eased,
Every burst of pain a euphoric release,
Skin like paper, so thin and fragile,
No matter how tough, it's no match for the dagger,
Mind so foggy, clouded with pain,
Thoughts and feelings pour out like nonstop rain,
One day this nightmare will finally end,
For now, this is the only place I know to begin,
Whether it ends in peace or it ends in death,
Regardless, someday, I'll breathe my last breath,
Maybe tomorrow, maybe tonight,
If only I had the courage to tell someone I'm not alright,
He hates his life and I'm partly why,
I stress him out and ruin all his highs,
A problem, a burden, the most useless person alive,
I know I'm not worth it, so why choose to survive?
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Aphenphosmphobia
PoetryAphenphosmphobia : the fear of being touched To some degree, I think we all fear being touched, whether physically or emotionally. Through poetry, one can touch another's soul without harm. I hope to be able to reach all of you with my poetry, spre...
