If only I could bruise so easily
Then life would seem easier to me
If only I could scar permanently
then there would have been less damage done by three
But the system failed to see
The bruises inside of me
They brushed me off again and again
When all I wanted was to stop the pain
Instead of making it better
They made it worse
They threw me aside
And I was left to die
But yet I still didn't bruise
And I only kept bleeding
The scars inside of me never healing
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Thoughts For Suicide
ŞiirThese are my own thoughts. I am in NO way encouraging people to harm themselves or do something destructive to themselves. If my thoughts make you feel this way, message me and I'll walk you through the urges. We are each fighting our own demons a...
