Rip my heart to pieces
Ignore my silent cries
Pretend that those aren't tears
Pouring down my cheeks
Breaths uneven
Chest so tight
I let my nails press into my skin
And I feel my sobs lessen
The sharp pain soothes me
I think about the razor in the bathroom
I contemplate taking it out
I imagine it biting the flesh of my pale wrists
I can almost see the thin stripes of red
The ribbons of forgotten pain
The sting of my emotions releasing
But I remember my promise
And instead I retreat to my refuge
Surround myself with the loud cadence
Of a raspy voice
Of harsh guitar
Of someone else's pain
My stomach feels empty
It cries for sustenance
I ignore it and instead
Light the match
Watch the flame stutter
Lower the small light
And relish the smell of rose candle
Words
Now are my comfort
I let myself sink
Oh so delightedly
Into foreign worlds
Painted pictures
All made of words
Quiet
Only broken by my music
Solitude
Self-induced
If I talk I'll break
So instead I hide
The phone rings
I want to ignore it
But it's you
And I don't care about repercussions
I miss you
It hurts
I'm so tired
And I remember why
Anguish
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Dark Days
Poetrypretty much just emo poems i write to keep myself from hurting other people or myself
