Warning: very dark themes
Slap.
My head whips to the side from pain self-inflicted.
My mistake is what the voices told,
My punishment is what I receive.
My mind recalls the happy times,
My mouth pleads for mercy.
My family laughs at an inside joke,
My friends talk behind my back.
My screams fill empty air,
My house is not my home.
My sanity is slowly slipping,
My blade softly whispers my name.
My head hits the floor,
My brain wonders.
Do you notice?
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My poems
PoetryI write poems to help with my depression and when I am feeling down. There are a few happy ones but most are sad. I will eventually take this down because i plan to enter these in contests or make a book out of them, but I will post them here for n...
