bit by bit:
i carve my way through shadows,
blade dancing on skin,
etching my sins in flesh,
bleeding out what should have been.
bit by bit, i slice myself away,
a puzzle with pieces lost,
each cut a cruel reminder
of the lines ive already crossed.
bit by bit, i burn myself away,
the burns a holy fire,
an altar made of scars,
i light it with each flicker
and let it sear the dark.
i bury whats left in the ashes,
my sins, my skin, my breath,
with every slash, i crave the hurt,
my tribute paid in death.
feel the pain, its mine to hold,
it whispers where i belong.
in the silence after the sting,
i find where i went wrong.
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poetry
Poetrytrigger warning. dont expect you to read this, words are simply that. just words. but if you do i hope you enjoy 👍 and if you relate to any of these, im so sorry. (all of these are original and written by me unless its said otherwise) might also in...
