Each time I grab that razor
I feel nothing at all
I want to feel something
Who knows maybe this one will kill me
That would be the day
Each time I grab that Razor
I hope I will feel something
Maybe the demons will leave
I have these scars that no ones knows
No one knows how sad I truly am
I'm stuck because i don't want to bother them
I cry I never know why
I'm just here existing
Day to day
Waiting for my time...
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Trigger Warning
PoetryTrigger warning ⚠⚠⚠ If self harm or suicide thoughts or abuse trigger you please continue with caution.... This is a collection of all of my poems I mostlywrite them when I'm down and feeling depresed. Any way here they are...
