Go to sleep an close your eyes,
And dream of broken butterflies,
That torn their wings against a thorn,
You know the pain that they've endured,
Silver metal shine so bright,
Scarlet blood that feels so right,
Dream of that blood trickling down,
And wake up just before you drown,
The moonlight shining off your tears,
As you bleed out your worst fears,
So tonight when you start to cry,
Whisper the cutters lullaby:
Hushabye baby, your almost dead,
You dont have a pulse an your pillows red,
Your family hates you, your friends let you bleed,
Sleep tight with a knife, cause that's all you need,
Rockabye baby, broken an scarred,
You didn't know life would be this hard,
Time to end the pain you hid so well,
And down you go baby,
Straight back to hell
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My Dark Poems
PoetryTitle says it all. - They are not all dark, either. - And there is a few scary stories I found. Note: None of this is like, personal, or true, I convert my anger and depression into these poems. Some have meaning, others don't. Also there is a slig...
