xviii. Bored

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i am so tired
and in my life
i am bored.
hmm maybe,
i will just play
with this sword.

run it across
my wrist.
deepened it
into my arms.

i am so tired
and so bored.
i did what i am
thinking about
the sword.

my blood fell down,
like a rain drops and
it is satisfying to see.

i smiled from ear to ear,
for i could feel the pain
and to know that
i have feelings still.

i thought i would
not have feelings
anymore,
for i've been a numb
because of heartaches
that i've felt before.

// i was inspired by the song i want to fall into the floor of kennedy walsh, sooo i wrote this. thanks for reading, anw. xoxo//

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