purple knuckles had been through pain
but still it waged on
purple knuckles continued to carry the burden
on its little fingers
purple knuckles are failing
it is getting weak
so she passed it on
to another pair of purple knuckles
and what a mistake that was
purple knuckles lost her burdens along with her heart
and purple knuckles transformed into
sickly white knuckles
with all the color flowing out
purple knuckles was no more
and all that was left was the faint sound of her cries
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Poems and thoughts (completed)
PoetryI did not write all of these, but some I did. This was my 2013 depressive stage, but don't worry, I'm living a good life now. Never lose hope. Needless to say these poems are very depressing and do have triggers in them, so read with caution. Mess...
