All it took was a scratch,
From an itty bitty kitty,
And it all flooded back.
That's all it took to unlatch,
And now my mind has gone shitty,
All my thoughts are dark and black.
I guess it doesn't take much to crack the thin,
Again I'm questioning my life,
I'm back to being the black sheep.
I want a little pressure to break skin,
All it will take is the tip of my knife,
And maybe it'll help me sleep....
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The Very Tired Girl
PoetryA book of poems... Some may be...triggering... Most will be mine, but if you want to submit just dm me and I'll put it in here, you can ask for anonymous, or you can ask for credit either is fine. Please read. TRIGGER WARNING
