White mesh dressing
painted with red
As crimson blood
seeps through from where the sharp side
of my favourite
stanley blade
licked my flesh
self sacrifice
drips from my lips
as I taste
my body wine
Self hatred sticks
in my throat
Causing more
pain than the
knife on my skin
Closing my eyes
I slip into the
darkness
where its safe
But when i wake
I'll have that
bittersweet
scent of regret
but it doesn't
matter
its just another
scar on this
Masterpiece..
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Inside The Horrible Mind Of Morgan.
PuisiJust what it's like inside my head. Don't read it you don't want to. I really am just sick and tired of everything and the only way I can escape this hellhole most call life is through writing. So welcome to my darkside. Most of these are mine, bu...
