I can’t do it anymore
I’ve stopped completely and it hurts so much
I’ve no sense of self control whatsoever
I only go around tidying up to keep my mind off it
The blade is like a drug
Pulling me in with every cut I cut
The worse I feel
The deeper I cut.
But now I can’t rely on that,
I can’t cut anymore,
I have no way to relieve all the tension,
I feel so insecure.
I’m drowning in my self,
My wounds, they can’t heal,
I feel like I’m just falling,
I don’t know what’s real anymore.
YOU ARE READING
Hurt
PoetryThis a collection of things that happen to me. All of this is my own work except from a few poems that have song lyrics,that I've twisted. Read and enjoy!!