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Poetry

I wrote these poems myself. Some may be sad, some may be happy, some may be about love, and some may be sappy. Hope you enjoy!!! ♥♥♥

redness

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by angeliaeverhart

by angeliaeverhart

I run the blade across my thigh,

causing me to feel that so needed high.

The redness blurs my vision,

as my whole body relieves the built up tension.

I wanna let out a cry,

from all the pain I've kept inside.

Tears stream down my face,

sadness is all I taste.

I watch the blood slide off my leg,

as my silent screams crowd my head.

I cut deeper trying to feel alive,

I ask myself, "Do I really wanna die?"

I do wanna live,

but I really want the numbness to end.

How can I get the pain to go away?

When will I ever feel the light of day?

When will I stop hurting myself?

How come no one wants to help?

Am I worth the love?

Can I just please be sent to the heavens above?

Or am I not enough?