Rushing blood
Falling out
The cuts all over my fingers
Breathing in
Final breath
Fallin' into pieces
Anxious habits fill my mind
And everything's so dull
The days bleed into the night
And now I have a feeling of numb
I feel like I'm running at a wall.
Over and over
Cracking, shattering
And never waking up.
Jumping up into the gash
Hoping to make it over the path
So close to where it feels like home
Yet nothing seeming peaceful
Not after what happened—
And I've fallen down again
into another whirlwind
Stuck inside the cycle
And I feel like I'm running at a wall.
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Poetry
Poetry:TRIGGER WARNING: Suicide/abuse/harm/depression/anxiety These are poems that release some internal emotions I've been feeling. Some of them may be exaggerated or made up as to represent how I'm feeling. Hope you enjoy!
