Hollowed eyes
Whispering cries
Broken screams
Razor blades
Slitting wrists
She takes her fist
Slides the blade
Across her pale skin
Darkness is beginning to spread
Every cut
Turns into dozens
As if she is so imperfect
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...
