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Untitled Poem -
May 26th 2013, 12:48 AM
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Bleed just to stay alive for another day.
Slice into your skin, into your feelings, into your sins.
Burn, because the fire dancing represents
All your wasted dreams, your haunted nightmares, and your new self.
Cry, because this is not what you signed up for:
A life centered around feeding the blade, the match, the knife.
To quiet the voices in your head saying
You're worthless. They die as they run crimson red down your arms.
Self harm is a way of life for you now,
There is no escaping this. You've done it this time, baby.
This one's not good at all. :/ I've written better. So I really need edits and constructive criticism. I'd love to edit this.
Do you ever get a little bit tired of life
Like you're not really happy but you don't wanna die
Like you're hanging by a thread but you gotta survive
'Cause you gotta survive
Last edited by Ennui.; May 26th 2013 at 03:02 PM.
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