While the blade cuts my vein
The blade sings my name
The song of shame
They say
Throw the blade away
But i can't even if I try
It just won't say goodbye
I love the feeling
Cutting more while other cuts are healing
My leg is so red
The only way I don't feel completely dead
When my cuts heal
It doesn't feel real
I need to make more
I love feeling sore
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PoetryPoems about depression and suicide. Poems about my feelings. I add new chapters almost daily. These poems are created by me.
