poem -
March 14th 2017, 04:22 AM
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*possibly triggering in Self Harm and Suicide*
I zip up my mouth because I can't begin to describe how much pain I am in
Words fail me every time
I zip up my eyes because my eyes overflow with tears and I do not want anyone to call me names for expressing the pain I'm in
Tears fail me every time
I zip up my hands, behind my back, unable to hold a pen now
Because I do not deserve to have a place to write how I feel
I failed myself every time
I zip up my sweatshirt because my skin holds secrets and because when I shut out my mouth from speaking and my eyes from shedding tears, and my hand from writing with ink,
My skin takes over, a voice of its own
Demanding release
Crying
Hot bloody tears
Spilling
down my arm
Too tired to lay in bed and rest
Hoping
something goes terribly wrong and I die
Living
on edge
Edging
inch by inch away from life*
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