I know my legs are tired
A black figure told me
I know how much you want to rest
I know how much you want to stop
My arms, they hurt so much
Another figure poked my arm
I know your arms hurt
From all those cuts
I know you want this all to end
I can't speak, my mouth is silent
Cold hands wrapped around my neck
I know you don't want to breathe
I know that you wished you were dead
I can still see, but everything is so dull
Something covered my eyes
I know you hate it
Seeing all of this
I can hear them, but at the same time, I can't
A hand brushed past my ear
Wouldn't it be nice to not hear them anymore?
I know you hate hearing them.
I know I'm tired
But I don't know why I'm still walking
I know what they tell me is true
I know
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Does anyone know what the picture is from(The one I used⬆)?
It looks like it could be from a manga......
Somebody?
Help?
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PoetryCome closer Let me see your soul Let me weave those feelings And the secrets you hold ⚠All pictures belong to the original owners. All poems are mine, inspired by almost anything(even Chinese Restaurants). This was not made to offend anyone...