I can taste the passion,
that flows through the blood of mine
as I look into the mirror,
I can see the hideous darkness
that lingers in my soul.
My mind has a thought of suicide
images shine in my mind,
I just think my world
would be better when I leave.
My tears are becoming to much
there is not one heart that was touched,
not by me not at all
to the darkness that's in my mind,
please come to my soul
and take my life as I did know.
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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 .