In the middle of the night......I cut, I bleed. Yes,satisfying. Maybe it will take the pain away. Maybe it will take the sorrows away. I smile a smile full of dread as I know I lie to myself. Sometimes lying seems so soothe one's misery. But now it dosen't work on me anymore. The reality is too bitter to cover with lying. So I'll continue. I'll go on and cut then bleed. Cut then bleed. Cut then bleed. The misery still stays and it stings badly.
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In the middle of the night.
PoetrySilent cries of a young woman about her dreams, love life and aspirations until she finally had a chance of happiness.
