The memorys flood through my head,
as I cry alone in this empty bed.
I can't forget the times you yelled,
your the reason im going through hell.
I wanna just make it all end,
because my broken heart just will not mend.
I feel like im going crazy,
as everything becomes so hazy.
Maybie I'll cut tonight,
but I know it will not make anything right.
Every one just wants to stay safe,
but how can we when cuts on our skin is what we make?
Some of us our hazards to ourself,
our blood is being cauzed by no one else.
We get attacked by our own twisted thoughts,
how to cope is something we haven't been taught.
Our own mind weighs us down with every breath,
and I just don't know how I will past this test.
All I can hope for is to get better,
before I end up writing a suicide letter.
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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!!! ♥♥♥