Poems of an Unfortunate Life

January 3rd, 2014

This is Me~

Carve your name into my veins,

Your whispers echo in my ear,

Worthless, heap of nothing,

Living is my biggest fear.

The Scars, they litter my skin

Like stars in the sky.

Get a grip you had said,

But no, I want to die

Red streams dug into landscape,

An abundance of currents that flow within,

Turmoil of feelings,

Tell me this is the end.

Scarlett paint splattered on a dark canvas,

My self portrait laid for the world to see.

I'm turning my insides out,

Yes world, this is really me.

This poem is by me.