Poem 4:
(Special one I came up with now)
A CUTTERS LULLABY
Go to sleep, close your eyes,
And dream of broken butterfly's
That tore your wings against the thorn
You know the pain that themed endured
Silver medal shine so bright
Scarlett blood that feels so right
Dream of that blood trickling down
And wake up just before you drown
The moonlight shining off your tears
As you bleed out the worst of your fears
So tonight when you start to cry
Whisper the cutters lullaby
Hushabye baby,
your almost dead
You don't have a pulse and your pillow red,
Your family hate you
Your friends let you bleed
Sleep tight with a knife
Cuz that's all you need
Rockabye baby
Broken and scared
You didn't know life would be this hard
Time to end the pain you hid well
And down you'll come baby,
Back home to hell
YOU ARE READING
My depressing poems ❤
PoetryDisclaimer: These poems aren't exactly happy. These are poems coming from the depressed side of me. I find cutting to help, Although, I write poems to help me. I think it's better than cutting. Anyways, don't read if you have a weak heart, or if you...
