tw: mentions of sh, blood
this one's pretty edgy, but i just wrote what came to mind :-)
blood soaked skin, you wear a wicked smile
why do you hurt yourself just for fun?
the ravishing red, sparkling and beaming
an enticing white peers through the gaping wound
tantalizing the unknown below the surface of your skin
you yearn to be engulfed in the piercing colour
covered head to toe in sickeningly beautiful scars
most can't comprehend the thrill like you do
perhaps only you are capable of recognizing the beauty in blood
that's hiding right under their noses, beneath flesh
YOU ARE READING
dias cringey poetry dump
Poezjai've been trying to lay my head down, but i'm writing this at 3am.
