warning: drowning,venty,cutting
Dripping down my skin
my memory's
the heat of it
the danger
my deepest secrets
i put my head under
my deepest thougts
i open my eyes
i cry
i hold my breath
the water runs red
i lose my breath
a loss of blood
i need oxygen
my blood is ruby
my last breath
i feel tired
i drown
what if i died would anyone care?
-
Mr.blue
( emo)
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Rose thorns || A Collection Of my Poetry
Poetrya whole bunch of my poems since like 2019 also the reason its considered mature is because most of the poems are very deep and/or triggering