The razor's at my wrist, perfectly in place.
My anger fuels me on, all I can see is your smirking face.
I slide the blade across with one swift motion.
The blood gushes out with all my emotions.
Tears run down my face.
This is my only escape.
The pain is unbearable.
My heart isn't repairable.
It's been broken for the last time.
This isn't just your fault it's mine.
I never should have trusted you.
I wish that I could start anew.
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Call Me Suicidal (My Inner Thoughts)
PoetryI have issues, and I'm not afraid to admit it. This is my attempt at poetry! *Read at your own risk* :D:
