Let it bleed
I see my veins
I feel the blood coursing through them
But all I want is for it to run down my arm...
I hear my heart
I feel it beating,
All I want is for it to stop.
I want to die.
I want out of this hell.
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I found this poem somewhere but I unfortunately could not find the person to give credit to :(
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Feelings Kept Inside
PoetryThese are feelings that I always feel and deal with, but never say (Thoughts, poems, music lyrics, and quotes that describe how I feel)
