She sits alone
In the corner
Wondering if anyone
Would mourn her
She pulls down her shirt
So the scars remain unseen
A voice in her mind
Tells her to do it
Get the razor from the floor
Get back to it
She hugs her knees
She holds them tight
Hoping one day
She will not have to fight
The rain picks up
Her screams ring out
Like a shot into the clouds
As the blood streams down
As she slowly breathes out
Relief floods her mind
And her muscles relax
Silencing the voices
That will soon come back
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My Dark Poems
PoetryJust some poems hope you can relate to them. Please comment and vote it means a lot thanks :)
