Sat inside with the burning and stinging,
throbbing pain,truly filling,
a hole somewhere deep inside,
one where demons laugh and hide,
within your chest and empty heart,
slowing tearing, ripping apart,
the very vessel in which they hide,
lurking somewhere deep inside,
a shell, a thought, a feeling,
skin broken, bleeding,
what the use, you know your done,
quick do it, pull the trigger and use that gun
YOU ARE READING
Self harm poems
PoesiaJust some poems I wrote about self harm, suicide and eating disorders. Please don't read if there going to trigger you x
