Breaking of the skin

by DevilWithin   Jan 9, 2006


My mind is becoming ooh so thick
with every mist of fog that dims me
the nasty negative voice in my head
telling me to do what is wrong
it is calling to a silvery blade
that will be used to break my skin
into thin long dripping bloody lines
that will soon cores my veins
and make every nerve shot up
making me do it again and again
until i have enough blood on my hands
I'll stop for the day and patch them up
but the next day will be more breaking of skin

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  • 18 years ago

    by jess

    Heya! one of your best!!
    i can relate to this poem alot and i think your a re ver talented!!!
    keep it up and im always here if you wanna chat!
    love jess XXX

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