"Those voices came back to me tonight
I tried to fight
I begged
I pleaded
But they've lead me down this path before
No matter what I did
How hard I tried
I cried
One slash
Two slashes
The blood mashes
"Why?" I asked
But they just sighed
Three upon my thigh
I tried to scream
I wish this was a dream
Four slashes
I whimper
As the cuts simmer
They leave my head
And I try to go to bed
What did I do?
How will I tell?
Will they yell?
I pick the blade back up
Again?
"Let it kiss your wrist," they hissed
And everyone missed
What happened next."
-r.b________________________________
Alrighty well my updating spree never happened cause my computer was being a jerk. Rude.
This ones somewhat intense, sorry I love y'all though.
Till next time *waves*
Stay strong :)
Love, Your very own broken girl *inserts purple heart*
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Midnight wonders
Poetry•Exulansis: the tendency to give up trying to talk about an experience because people are unable to relate to it •Sciamachy: a battle against imaginary enemies, against your own shadow. •Eccedentesiast: a person who fakes a smile For some people...