broken China cramped away in my room
the China I drag across my skin
I hurt myself, so the pain I feel is from myself
so I can comfort myself
the chips in the China are identical to the chips in myself
it's poetic how I use a broken China to make myself look as broken as I feel
my body in pieces where I've carved at my skin
making me look as broken as I feel, as a sense of comfort in it
if I'm seen to be in pieces then it's real
I'm real
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𝐸𝑥𝑝𝑟𝑒𝑠𝑠𝑒𝑑 𝐸𝑚𝑜𝑡𝑖𝑜𝑛𝑠, 𝑊𝑟𝑖𝑡𝑡𝑒𝑛 𝑇ℎ𝑜𝑢𝑔ℎ𝑡𝑠❤︎
PoetryPoems about my life Topics: Animals, music, sa, love, men, depression, Ed and family issues or random little poems that have been inspired by random things (swans, nature, sunsets etc) the poems do get better as you keep reading if you want you ca...
