"I cry late at night
I'm scared of the light.
The light could mean
Someone has seen
The blade cutting my skin
I'm committing a sin.
No one would care
All they would do is stare.
Stare at the blood around me,
They see what I see.
I'm a worthless person taking up space,
A person with no place.
I put everyone first
I feel like I'm going to burst
I want to die
So I lie and say hi
But what I want to say is....
Goodbye."
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The Little Things
PoetryA collection of poems, quotes, stories, and thought provoking paragraphs. Some are my very own work and others have been spoken to me in a time of need that I related to so closely and that help me so much that I just can't wait to share them with...
