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Not mine but i edited some of it

In my room crying inside

I wear my scars with absolute pride

The war inside i fight by myself

The pain it carries ruins my health

It's like a private battle going on inside my head

My mind says "use use the blade" my heart says "live instead"

My mental war zone stuck in the battlefield

But to the darkness i will yield

I keep my feelings hidden within Yet they escape in a bloody tide

Thinking of it now they'll know again i lied

I try to control the need

But i desperately crave release

And now i know deep inside my blade will bring me peace

There are nights i lay awake and dream of better things

Than cutting my wrist and watching it bleed leaving me red stained rings

Every night i wonder why, as the blade rests in my wrist

Such a temptation to take my life and yet i still resist

I say im fine but I'm broken beyond repair

I'm cold to the touch but it's not like you care

The scares of my past hidden under my clothes

Is a roadmap to hell yet nobody knows

It's not like anyone worries for me

And now when I'm dead I'll be happy and free

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