It takes so much self control
Not to reach for a knife
My brain, it's whispering
"Wouldn't it be nice?"
The pain, the blade.
Slowly biting into skin
Releasing blood
As it sinks deeper in
Letting go of a bit of
T E N S I O N
Finally, feeling at
A T E N T I O N
When I can let go of
Some of the stress
Release it
Through a cut in my skin
Will I feel better?
Will it help the darkness
W I T H I N?
YOU ARE READING
Bleeding Hearts
PoetryI write, because I am.// Too many emotions, // Overflowing, // As my heart bleeds // Words onto paper. // I write, // Therefore I am. ------------------- Cover credit goes to @WattAnOtaku OHMYGODTHAN...
