I smile
I see the red
It drips on the floor
And into the rose red water
From my wrist
And the knife
I see black and red
My knees buckling
My breath heavier
But
I smile
As I finally say
Goodbye
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Dark Poetry
PoetryJust a few poems I have written. Updating will not be regular cause I write when I feel like I am low and need to write. Trigger Warning: Poems can cause negative and dark thoughts
Goodbye
I smile
I see the red
It drips on the floor
And into the rose red water
From my wrist
And the knife
I see black and red
My knees buckling
My breath heavier
But
I smile
As I finally say
Goodbye
