truth of my scars

kala marie

11 Jan, 2014 08:26 PM 
lips red 
eyes blue
wrists bled
scars true

black as my soul 
white as my skin
almost there
now we begin 

take that razor
dig real deep 
go till your pain 
has deceased 

go all day 
die all night 
wake up again 
and fight 

now i must go 
and dig again 
for my pain 
must leave again

the numb will set 
the pain will leave 
my heart will stop 
and wrists will bleed
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Chikee says:
09 Aug, 2014 11:57 AM

Oh my goodness what a touching poem.

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