A door opens, as easy as blood drips down my arms. Death in every verse. I've opened up these scars. Take it deeper. Truth is you can't shine if you don't glow. I'm that glow stick no one uses the one left behind. I'm the shadow of the day that will embrace the day in grey. Sometimes goodbyes the only way I'm the one star no one counts. And I'm the crack everyone jumps over. The rain to the rainbow, the joker in the deck. The dog no one wants in the pound. What have I become. What have I done??? Put me out of my misery and enjoy the rest of your day. Let mercy come and wash away. Erase myself and cross out what I've done. I'm just the wrong answer to the test
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my butterfly
Poetrypoems I write poetry is like my only escape and way to deal with shit going around in my life. Much better than cutting in my opinion so yeah they may not be the best you have been warned
