i found you in the bathroom
holding a blade
your hands were red.
you had slits
on your arms
and i screamed.
you stared at me blankly
numbly
i never understood
but i do now.
{m.b}
Author's note: points to me for depressing poetry. On a happier note, someone actually read this wow
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My Flawed Mind
PoetryA collection of short free verse poems, written on bleak days.