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My poems of Dark, Depression, and Anorexia

Poetry

These 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...

My Scars

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by Yukki666

by Yukki666

I sit on top of my bed,

I know what you dread,

I pull the razor from the drawer,

'Cause the scars, I need more,

I have an illness,

Thats taking over my body,

I'm addicted to cutting,

I love the scars on my body,

They are my friends,

That will forever love me

They make me feel alive,

Like I might survive

But I've never cut before hand,

Only after you've screamed and cursed,

It only gets worse,

The torment,

The torture,

I pull the razor from the drawer,

'Cause the scars, I need more

I have an illness,

That's taking over my body,

I'm addicted to cutting,

I love the scars on my body,

I hold my wrist to my heart,

And say a silent plea,

Because implanted in my soul is a dead seed,

I can't stop once I've started,

And if we part,

I'll just fall into another sickness,

But one thing you seemed to miss,

I'm addicted to cutting,

I love my scars on my body,

I love my scars and they love me,

It's the way things have to be,

So why put all the blame on me

Yukki666