Poems

The Blades That Cut

Suicidal thoughts, flooding my mind

Catching the light, blades gleam

What do I live for, you left me

Cold and alone, a broken shell

It's calling me, trying to resist.

One failure today, empty eyes cry

Shaking with guilt, blood drips down

Hide the evidence, I hate myself

For this addiction, one day I'll die.

That should frighten me, I don't care,

I'm trying to stop, before I get caught,

I cut deep, maybe too deep

All I see is red, I don't feel a thing

Disappointment, just once more

I let myself go...