Trigger warning: self harm
Blood flows down slowly
A cut made so clearly
Yet no one noticed
No one they hold dearly
Would understand very clearly
What they went through
They continue to fight
Sometimes they bite
Back their feelings
So noone knows with what they are dealing.
They feel so dumb
They just want to be numb
But they stay
And they pray
That the feeling goes away
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Random poems
PoetryJust some poems I come up with. Read if you want. They will range anywhere from good and wholesome to death or self harm.
