she hate's getting too happy because she knows it will always get swallowed
her smiles never last, her voice never heard, her happiness always swallowed
her smile is almost as a mask, just hovering in dead center of her face
her laugh is as a recording, practiced and done almost too well
her heart is pained and acts as a shield, blocking all real emotion
she feels only what they let her feel, what they want her to feel
She has never felt anything for herself
she mimics what only they want her to know, she has never seen herself
she stretches only how far they let her stretch, she has never flew by herself
her happiness has been swallowed
now her head is down, she doesn't like how she feels
her thoughts are clouded, and her smile is dead, she doesn't like how she feels
her heart is racing, the Xacto blade is tempting, she doesn't like how she feels
she doesn't like how she feels
she doesn't like how she feels
she doesn't like how she feels
her wrist are bleeding, the the pain is leaving...
I love the way I cant feel.
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Self-harm poems
PoetryPoems about sadness and self-harm and depression this is my first so yeah hope you guys like it .