Bleeding Through

by Billi Vermillion   Oct 31, 2004


Its funny how your flesh bleeds
it can flow it can drip slow
it can bubble up
its so weird watching the color of red seep through my skin
from fear anger and pain
held within
as i cut through i felt my skin break
i felt it release some of my pain bottled inside
at least i didn't commit suicide
i may be young
but im not strong
guys tore me apart
broke my body in half
they just broke me heart
i made the same mistakes again and again
so here i am again
afraid again
with cuts and blood to show my pain
in vain bleeding through again

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  • 19 years ago

    by Noelle k.

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  • 19 years ago

    by Noelle k.

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