My Life In Words

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This is my FIRST poetry piece i have ever wrote. I don't know how good it is so please comment. Remember... I'm still a beginner! Hope you guys like it.

This love is slowly dying 

Turning colder everyday

As we start to grow distant the words become more hurtful,cold, and careless

The tears turn into puddles as they fall from my worried eyes onto the cold floor

The scars start to seem like they belong as I look down to add another to my pale white skin

The cold razor in my hand becomes my best friend as I push it into my skin

I watch with my tear-filled eyes as I see the blood come to the surface and drip next my puddle of tears

I crave for more as I go into a daze filled with numbness

This moment becomes more real with every mark I make

I sit here crying in pain for you leaving me here in darkness

I hold the razor that I love so dearly in my shaky hand

As I close my eyes I place it on the reddened torn skin to make a deeper scar

I take a deep breath as I scrape it through the blood

I tense up as I feel it cutting deeper and deeper into my hurting scared arms

I drop the edged razor to the blood and tear-filled floor as i curl up by the wall, wrap my aching arms around my knees to think about what's happening

I can start to feel my eyelids getting heavy as I walk to my room curling up in my bed to cry myself to sleep

Ohkay! so I know that theres a lot i need to work on but this is my first so keep that in mind. there are some parts where  im uncertain.

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⏰ Last updated: Apr 26, 2012 ⏰

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