Submissions by BrokenDove96
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
She smiles, I cry. She's brave, I’m shy. She loves, I’m alone. She’s amazing, I’m unknown. She’s beautiful, I’m a mess. She’s happy, I’m depressed. She’s a fake, I am real. My mask is perfect, she hides me
SELF POEM
Published
4th Nov 2012 5:59pm
4th Nov 2012 5:59pm
The first cuts the deepest
I wonder why The cuts look good in this messed up line
The blood that trickles down my arm
People all stare at the girl who self-harms
No one gets that when the blade touchs my skin
i no longer feel the tourtered laughs, the comments the feeling of not being good enough for one moment
im just the girl bleeding
i focus on the blood as it drips down onto the ground
bright red but do they care no they are up in this world
were life is all about being perfect and popular
they are use to an easy life
they couldnt walk a mile in my shoes
if...
The blood that trickles down my arm
People all stare at the girl who self-harms
No one gets that when the blade touchs my skin
i no longer feel the tourtered laughs, the comments the feeling of not being good enough for one moment
im just the girl bleeding
i focus on the blood as it drips down onto the ground
bright red but do they care no they are up in this world
were life is all about being perfect and popular
they are use to an easy life
they couldnt walk a mile in my shoes
if...
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