A whisper of cold air
That runs through my skin
My mind wondering
If Ill jump or if ill win
A dark blanket
That I go under so they can't see
What I do to myself
With a knife against me
My mind wondering things
Like were to start
With this knife
On my arm or on my heart
The darkness spreads
Through my mind, towards my heart
Its spreading fast
As if it were a poisoned dart
The darkness caught me
No one helped
I'm going to jump
All by myself
I've been alone
But this time
Ill say goodbye
To the whispering cold air
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The Dark Road Called Life: Poems
PoetryThese poems are how I feel in the moment. I know the first few absolutely suck, but the bottom ones would have to be the best in my opinion. I am open to criticisim and I hope you enjoyed your reading. Thank you! Bye!
