My life is useless
My smile is dead
The razor cuts
And the blood drips red
My life is broken
My mind is too
You stole my heart
Because I believed you
My life isn't real
My body is limp
The scars are there
But on my hip
So I lay there cold
On the ground
Nearly dead and crying
Is how I'm found...
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PoetryA series of poetry that deals with subjects as depression and self harm. You have been warned...all poems are purely fictional to myself as a writer if anyone would like to talk about anything they are going through I promise everything is confident...
