I lost count of how many times
I choked
You see
There were days when
I thought I would be found
In my room
On the floor
With bloody clothes
And a scarf
Tied around my neck
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Silent Screams
PoetryPoems I wrote myself. All of them are original. (Can be triggering.)
Poem 107
I lost count of how many times
I choked
You see
There were days when
I thought I would be found
In my room
On the floor
With bloody clothes
And a scarf
Tied around my neck
