Stinging needles
Pierce my skin
Extracting everything
That makes me unique
I scream
Fight
Cry
Nothing works
Smiling faces
Stare down at me
They don't care
No one cares
It hurts
Please stop
Why this?
Why me?
I feel the metal leave my arms
But the pain is still there
That's all that is left
I am no longer me
- starr
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Starfall (Poetry)
Poetry"Maybe all one can do is hope to end up with the right regrets." - Arthur Miller A messy collection of poems written in my formative years. 2016 - 2018 ~~~ Trigger warnings may apply to some of these. Completed
