It feels like I've been stabbed in the back
Multiple times
By Not just one knife
But many
And now I'm left to bleed out
The blood makes a red stain in the carpet
And a red stain on my shirt
Droplets roll down my body like how tears roll down my face
And I'm left to bleed out until they heal
If they heal
But then they'll only be scars
Reminders of the multiple stabs
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My horrible attempts at poetry
PoetryThese are all of my awful attempts at poetry. I'm learning so don't judge too bad. These poems are all mine unless otherwise noted. Disclaimer: These are all my poems unless otherwise noted. PLEASE DO NOT USE/BARROW THEM WITHOUT ASKING!
