Drip, drip drip,
goes the blood.
You have been here before,
all too familiar.
Cut, cut, cut,
goes your skin.
You feel numb,
and nobody knows.
Cry, cry, cry,
goes your heart.
You fall on the bathroom titles,
reaching, calling, sobbing.
Stop, stop, stop
goes your soul.
You cannot take anymore,
however, you still
ask him
for more.
YOU ARE READING
Delicately Delicate - A collection of sad poems
Poezie❝We're just drepessed kids trying to help the other drepessed kids❞ *TRIGGER WARNING* (a collection of sad poems - read at your own risk please) Started: 31/5/19 Completed: ?
