Laying here
Tears fall
Pictures flash through
My mind
She got everything
I was left
In the dark
Nobody care
In my "family"
My friends
Love me more
My friends are
More like
Family
as the
Tears fall
I feel more
And more alone
The voice
Comes back
I listen to it
Once again
I drag
The razor blade
Down my arm
Again
And again
And again
And again
And again
Till the
Blood is covering
My arm
I start seeing
Black dots
I hear a voice
I look to the left
To see
Grandma and grandpa howell
"Welcome home we missed you"
Was the last thing
I heard
Before the black
Took over me

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How Do I Breathe Like This?
PoesíaPoems I have written this is how I deal with my feelings past and present