I spent my whole life
Boarding up the windows
Locking all the doors
Hiding all the keys
In the empty drawers
Shutting people out
Pushing them away
I still wonder why
Im alone to this day
Z. M.
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Poetry about Self harm
PoetryHave you ever self harmed, thought about it, and said you weren't enough? These are poetry pieces that I wrote about these things as I am going through them
I Spent My Whole Life
I spent my whole life
Boarding up the windows
Locking all the doors
Hiding all the keys
In the empty drawers
Shutting people out
Pushing them away
I still wonder why
Im alone to this day
Z. M.
