Sticks and stones
May break my bones
But cutting makes me bleed
The warm red liquid
Flows down my arm
Its just the relief i need
Silver metal
That shines so bright
Has become my only friend
So ill tear my flesh apart
Until the very end
YOU ARE READING
Whats in my mind?
PoetryThis is a book about all the poems and just random things that either i write or see and like. A lot of it i wrote but I do not own all of these!!!
