Hello Poetry
Submit your work and get some sparkles!
Create free account
kendra-hall
Poems
Those urges, For the blood. They make me go crazy. It kills me. I want to cut. I want to bleed.
0
Dec 29, 2012
Dec 29, 2012 at 11:51 PM UTC
Cut
Those urges, For the blood. They make me go crazy. It kills me. I want to cut. I want to bleed.
Written by
kendra-hall
American
Dec 29, 2012
Dec 29, 2012 at 11:51 PM UTC
Follow
Request permission to use this poem
Request
16
2
2
0
2k