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Tonight, Now, and Forever
Tonight I draw blood
Not from my enemies
Not from my friends
I draw my own
Tonight I do it again
I watch as a slice and dig into my flesh
As a butcher hacks at a pig
I watch as the blood drips
Today I am scared
I am scared of what I will do
Scared to hurt these people I love
Yet I feel I need to, I feel the need to tear open my skin exposing what is under it I feel the need to slice as many times as I can
Tonight I feel nothing
My body has become used to the torturous hell I put it through
Deeper, yes that is it I will go deeper
More more more my brain screams at me and I scream back yet no words nor sounds escape my lips
Tonight I do it
I will give it what it wants
I will watch my blood drip to the floor creating a pool
and I will drown
Today I am gone
you will never see me again
say goodbye
what's done is done
and it will last forever
Goodbye
Not from my enemies
Not from my friends
I draw my own
Tonight I do it again
I watch as a slice and dig into my flesh
As a butcher hacks at a pig
I watch as the blood drips
Today I am scared
I am scared of what I will do
Scared to hurt these people I love
Yet I feel I need to, I feel the need to tear open my skin exposing what is under it I feel the need to slice as many times as I can
Tonight I feel nothing
My body has become used to the torturous hell I put it through
Deeper, yes that is it I will go deeper
More more more my brain screams at me and I scream back yet no words nor sounds escape my lips
Tonight I do it
I will give it what it wants
I will watch my blood drip to the floor creating a pool
and I will drown
Today I am gone
you will never see me again
say goodbye
what's done is done
and it will last forever
Goodbye
Published 30th Jan 2018
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9th Feb 2018 3:06am
This was hard to read fellow poetess. I've been in your shoes in regards to what you've expressed herein. Please know you are not alone; I speak of such things in my own poetry. I know how it can feel when you've experienced something so tragic for so long that you become 'used to it'.
Having said that, you've created a great rhythm with this poem. It pulls the reader along for the ride with intensity for a truly emotional experience. Well done!
Having said that, you've created a great rhythm with this poem. It pulls the reader along for the ride with intensity for a truly emotional experience. Well done!
