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werdnaZ 1d
I took an arrow to the heart

It kickstarted my mind falling apart

Stuck, lodged in my heart, you left it there

Left me in that undying nightmare

Left it buried in my chest

Burning with the memories you carved into it

Bleeding in the miseries of my numbness
im fine
Nuna 4d
Forgive me if my pain has touched you in ways my hands never have
You’ve got wounds I should have kissed gently and fire beneath your skin

Instead I bought you flowers you’re allergic to and wrote poems about your tears

Some days I tend to over-romanticise your bleeding lips that you never stop biting
Other days I can’t stand the way your lips curve when you laugh and the freckles on your hands

I’m a mess but believe me when I say my hands are clean
I’m just trying to love you
Even if it’s the wrong way
I hope you get the message
I was always told
self-harm was a
cry for help, not
true self-harm
is pain one has
to have to feel
alive when I was
a Kid through
the abuse I took to
would slash my
wrist to see the
blood to feel the
pain, not a cry
for help but to
feel the pain and
feel alive
Self-harm was pain I needed to feel  alive
Lynn 6d
The world is keeping secrets from me
maybe that the reason I bleed and fall
maybe I'm just growing closer to learning it all.

Maybe that's the reason I plead
for some sort of secret sweet release;
so I can learn the secrets
that the world keeps from me.

She bleeds in silence
Her thoughts constantly screeching in her head
She's in pain
Is it just another life's test
Or she refuses to heal her wounds?
Pieces are what makes you whole
Daniel Nov 3
B l e e d
o           r
r            e
e           a
D o o m

L o v e
N o t e
R e a d

       h   c
     i        r
   v  a  n  e
  e             a
r                m    

A n x i e t y
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h                t        
u                o
r                 r
t h o u g h t              
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n                r
g                e
It isn't perfect but i can work on it
I may look like a blooming flower of spring,
but I'm just a melodious bird, which cant even sing

my existence may feel like a pretty serenity,
but my presence is the profound definition of insanity

your illuminating light adorns anything,
but my 'precious' darkness is too much adored to
accept your everything

yet your cute laugh, and those pursed lips
they take my breath away, and my heart slips

I'd always want to take all the pain, and the blame,
but did you know that we bleed the same?

I'd never twist all my love, and send it to flame,
because did you know that we bleed the same?
she cant accept it
she cant deny  it
she's there hanging ,where
she cant love him, yet she cant leave him
Josh Overson Oct 27
I don’t want to die, Anymore out cold
The death of a life, The rest of our hold
There is no balance to crippled knives
But crippled knives are meant to bleed.
And from a drop I’ve sown seed.

If I say to much I cannot act
And if act to fast I’ve said to alittle
But beg and beg til we’re endorsed
The last time, last I’ll be ignored...
What do I fear
From out her lips.
Here comes the winter
rai Oct 25
(i'm sorry if i write poems 2.0)
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