its an addiction
to see the blood
to feel the pain
it's your little secret
you have to hide
but when you're alone
it's your time to shine
bandages
the oh so familiar sting
you're not in control
that's the thing
a smile forms on your face
your start to feel
this is your happy place
you're a little insane
but that's okay
it's the only way you know how
to cope with the pain
YOU ARE READING
floating.
Poesíaa collection of my thoughts taken from my journals. you are entering my mind. please read with an open heart n mind. enjoy.
