~Relapse~
She's proud of herself but she won't tell you why,
It's been almost a week since she last even tried,
But the voices won't stop and today they won,
Will she go for the razor or end it all with a gun,
After hours of crying and arguing with herself,
She gives in and opens the hidden box on her shelf,
Overwhelmed with emotions she selects her blade,
Oddly delighted with the choice that she's made,
So once again she takes a razor to her vein,
And without even flinching or even feeling no pain,
Well there is pain of course but its mistaken for praise,
She is lacking in judgement because the feeling is so daze,
She sits there emotionless,
Blood pouring from her wrist,
Giving into the feeling she's so long resist,
A smile crosses her face as it spills down her arm,
She's caught up in the evil we all know as self harm.
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Sadness Taking over
Poesía**Edit** This book is about 2 years old, I am in the works of going through it to make it better. It's full of all my sad poetry I used to write. Its rhyming poetry by the way. Read if you want and if you like it click that voting button. Love you g...
