these voices i hear,
these things i see,
always around me being near.
they made me afraid,
so i took hold of a blade. . .
held it to my skin as i felt the pain,
the feeling soon drained.
"but do not worry i made sure not to hit a vein".
was i going crazy?,
life seemed to become hazy.
life seems heartless,
. . . . . as i was surrounded by darkness.
all this time i've grown. . .just to feel alone.
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Mind | Poetry.
PoetryJust some poems i write when i feel like it . . .hope you read them. warning, these poems are pretty dark. I get depression easily, and i recently picked up on poetry. So i thoughts of expressing my thoughts to words.
