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My heart is broken, my soul shattered.
A dark cloud hangs over my head.
It pours fire from it's mouth and consumes me in it's flames.
I cut myself deep at the wrists screaming in pain.
As my ashes lay on the floor where I once stood, my blood continues to flow through.
The ground shakes and the earth cracks, splitting in two.
My ashes fall through to the fiery depths below.
The earth closes leaving a cloud of smoke hanging in the air in the form of my broken heart.
My soul floats like an orb of light to the cloud of smoke and it all disappears, like nothing happened.
And no one cared.
A dark cloud hangs over my head.
It pours fire from it's mouth and consumes me in it's flames.
I cut myself deep at the wrists screaming in pain.
As my ashes lay on the floor where I once stood, my blood continues to flow through.
The ground shakes and the earth cracks, splitting in two.
My ashes fall through to the fiery depths below.
The earth closes leaving a cloud of smoke hanging in the air in the form of my broken heart.
My soul floats like an orb of light to the cloud of smoke and it all disappears, like nothing happened.
And no one cared.
Published 26th Jul 2012
| Edited 22nd Aug 2012
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26th Jul 2012 2:53pm
A heartfelt, accurate description of self-harm. Next time, I'd encourage you to use less cliches. That's the only crit I have for this piece. Otherwise, it's effective, truthful, and had a heartbreaking last line. Nice work :)
26th Jul 2012 5:22pm
