I am fighting a war
Lying in my bed.
I have lost all feel
The blood seeps through my vein.
Their walls throb
Making my wrists ache,
When a sharp sting rings
Making me realise,
I am back on the battle field
And I have got my battle scars with me...
I will fight this war every night before I go to bed,
While everyone is sleeping sound, without a care,
I know I might be going crazy and I have been unhappy for some time now.
But when I feel the sudden pain on my veins
I smile truly, than I have in a long time.
I want to die so so much, but there's nothing I have wanted more than to win this war.
So, tonight, again I will go on to my battle field
And I will gain some more of my Precious Battle Scars....
I wrote this a long time ago, but didn't get the time to upload it. So, here it is.
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An Aspiring Writer's Journal
No FicciónThis is not a book, its a JOURNAL. Its exactly like my hardcopy journal, except my parents can't throw this in the garbage. Though they are trying to guess my password. Its my journal which I write to keep myself sane. And since, it is online, and...
