Hey i like writing poetry and reading it :) pls check out my books!!! thanks <3

one of my poems(please cred!!):

in the night while i etch these marks,
my skin goes tan to red,
but in my head i feel no pain,
because im already dead.

this girl is broken,
cant you see?
there is a numbness in my heart so i paint my body with these silver blades,
tearing my skin apart.

the silver is producing red,
oh how i am confused
all night my arms and hips bled,
at least my demons were amused....

they help me get out
to them i owe my gratitude
for before i would only pout
least now theres something i can do.

something that i can show,
a way that i can express,
i cant keep the tears in though,
but know i try my best.

the screams are still banging in my head,
and the noise is rupturing my soul,
but i cannot walk for my legs are lead,
and no ones gunna come to console.

no one cares,
why should they?
my soul's stripped bare,
but what the hay?

i guess tonight it will end,
i do not want more pain.
i cannot remember when it did begin,
but oh how i am in vain.

goodbye cruel world,
this is it.
done with the times ive cut and starved and hurled,
im done with this shit.