Trigger warning- just needed to vent.
It started off with my nails, leaving little red lines behind.
Then that wasn't enough, I wanted more.
Then it was pins, just scratching the surface, leaving white bumps.
Then that wasn't enough, I wanted more.
I moved onto scissors, leaving a little blood.
Then that wasn't enough, I wanted more.
I moved onto blades leaving scarlet drips.
I haven't placed down the bloody blade, it's enough for now.
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Sad poems by a sad girl
PoetryThese are all poems and small short stories written by me. The quality gets better towards the end:) ( all images are not mine and I got them off google) ........................................................................ The deep sadness that...
