Am I here?
Am I gone?
I lay there motionless,
And numb,
Standing alone in the rain,
And all I feel is pain,
As all I am is nothingness,
Not even seeking the happiness,
I can't stop now,
As they tell me to end it,
And that's all I want to feel,
So I take the razor blade,
And pull up my sleeve,
To uncover my clean wrist,
I take the razor in my fist,
And slide it across my smooth tan skin,
The blood drips to the ground,
As the sky goes round,
What will be of me?
Will people cry?
Would people care?
No,
That's why it has to end now
Yukki666
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My poems of Dark, Depression, and Anorexia
PoetryThese poems express what I'm going through and how I feel. Basically its a timeline of my life and what is happening. There will always be a dark side to me and a good side. My poems vary from depressed to dark and to my Anorexic side. I hope you gu...
