I draw for release
I draw with leads and oils, charcoals and pastel
With my nails and pins, blades and burning embers.
I can feel that twitch in my hand again
The urge in my body
I want to draw so deep I drown.
My wrists, bloody.
My chest, shredded.
My mind, blank.
My heart, no more.
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Addlepated poems
PoesíaJust a bunch of poems i wrote to pass the time. They are sort of depressing so please be careful and stay safe! Addlepated - adjective | ad-dle-pat-ed 1 : being mixed up : confused 2 : eccentric
