I am the needle
Sharp as the devil
Useless
You are the thread
Following along behind me
Cleaning up my mess
If I move
You move
I wreck havoc on my soul
A monster
But you're always there
Behind me
Stitching up the scattered wounds
Into a beautiful picture
I am the needle
Doing more harm than good
You are the thread
Turning my harm...
Into good.
(E.B)
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Deadly Games
Thơ caPoems about depression, failed relationships, and other mental illnesses.
