Burning pain
Trying to stay sane
A blade in hand
Stupid rubber band
Blood spilling down my skin
I know I made more than ten
Tears pouring like the rain
I think this time I slit a vein
I didn't mean to go this far
This perfect skin I didn't mean to mar
I never meant to end my life
I only wanted to end the strife
I guess I made a mistake this time
YOU ARE READING
Broken
PoetryPoetry is a way of expressing our most dark, twisted, confusing emotions that we feel no one understands. You are not alone in how you feel or what you are going through. These poems are written to help people realize that and feel less alone. WARN...
