A little bird once said to me
If I wanted to be free from all the pain and the memories
But I don't know, those memories and the pain make me feel human
I don't want to feel inhuman
My skin is torn and scarred from all the times I wanted to feel human
I smile sadly as I stare at my palm
Red lines scattered all around
When my hand moves, it's as if they are smiling at me
The blood pools in the center and slowly drips down
Splish splash
It pools at the bottom of the bowl
Laughter echoes all around as the little bird comes back
So, it says, what is your final decision
To be free I want to say, no scream it to the world
As if he had known from the start
He flies to close, my soul is now gone everything along with it
No more pain
No more memories
A clean and empty slate
A new start
But all I feel is the numbness of nothing
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Poems!
PoetrySo this is a book of poems that I have written - my old account was XxLovePoetryxX so this is me still. But again a lot of these are from when I was younger (at least the first few) some of them are also from now a days. Warning updates will be a b...