Blood drips down from the cut that I made
falling down, drowning from my self- hate.
When one turns to two and two turns to three
its so hard to stop, its so hard to breath.
There is no where for me, no where to escape,
the more that I need, the more that I create.
My head keeps hurting, my heart turns cold,
I cut deeper, darkness fills my soul.
The scares are seen by many eyes
but the reason is hidden behind my lies.
I abandoned the light to sit alone in the dark
caging up my mind, locking up my heart.
who am I? I'm nothing Goodbye
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