I remember that day.
I remember the fear of getting caught.
I remember how shaky my hand was.
I remember the feeling of it in my hand.
I remember the emptiness I felt.
I remember the voices in my head.
I remember what they said to me.
I remember how lost I felt.
I remember how alone I felt.
I remember the feeling of it gliding across my skin.
I remember the blood slowly sliding down my leg.
I remember the pain from it.
I remember how it took everything else away.
I remember how I got addicted to it.
I remember the day I said I'll stop.
I remember the day I told my mother.
I remember the look in her eyes when I told her all I've done to myself.
I remember how she held me tight and said I'd be okay.
I remember how she said she'd love me no matter what.
I remember the day I promised her I'd tell her everything no matter what.
I'll always remember what I've done.
Even if I don't want too.
The scars will always remind me.
Even six years later.
I still remember it all.
Like it was yesterday.
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Dark Poetry
Poetryjust some poems I wrote when I'm feeling low or in a dark place, my poems help me cope with my depression and other mental problems it also helps me from going all the way down in my dark times. these poems are dark, depressing and some have suici...
