The temptations getting out of hand
You're ready to give in
You need it
You want it
It's too tempting
The feel of the pain
The short escape
The warm liquid dripping down your body
The feeling of it all
You need it
So you give in
The temptation won
You glide the edge over your skin
You feel the blood dripping down your body
You feel complete for a short while
You're at ease for now
Until the temptation gets you again
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Suicidal, depressed, broken, selfharm, dark poetry
PoetryThis is a collections of dark poetry I have written. I update whenever I write a new poem. These poems are my feelings, things I don't say, things people will not know. Some of my poems are good and some of them aren't the best but oh well
