Your sitting in your room,
Shutting out the world.
There sits a blade on your night stand,
You try to understand why?
Its like it calls to you,
Telling you to come closer.
You obey and follow instructions.
Now there's nowhere you can run.
You pick up the blade,
And everything starts to fade.
Uou suddenly see yourself,
Sitting on you bedside cutting yourself.
Your terrified and scared,
You just want some air.
You just saw yourself,
Then you realize how bad you need help.
Now every time you pick up a blade,
You'll see how broken you once were.
You'll see the blood all over your floor,
You'll see Your life pass by in a blur.
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PoesiThe first poem i wrote for creative writing. The rest is my life and what I feel or what I think, so please don't judge. Thanks!
