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?
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my poems
PoetryI 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!!! ♥♥♥