I am ready to go
I am just an angel wanting to go home
I want to be out of here
As I stare at the blood pouring out
I realize this isn't enough
So I keep going
On and on
One cut
Two cut
Three cut
Four
There's no harm with just one more
YOU ARE READING
Infatuated with hopelessness
PoetryWell I know no one will probably read these but I write a lot of the time, just random little poems or anything that comes to mind. I usually write these when I'm depressed or having anxiety. I just want to post some of them, even though barely anyo...
