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Aug 2015
I crave the gentle kiss of the blade against my skin
Whispering sweet words of comfort and relief
"No one will understand, I can heal your soul"

Red.
My pale skin turns red, inside I'm screaming
I sit calm watching every part of me tremble

Who is this inside my skin?
I do not recognize the monster who is living within me
This monster is taking over me.

Inwardly I am screaming, pleading
Someone please please find me
Save. Me

I was found the next day
Bleeding on the floor
Sorry for the mess I left
i am not okay
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   GaryFairy
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