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My Favorite Pain
There's a knife in my hand,
My mind knows what to do,
I move the blade against
my skin,
Parting a vein so blue.
Blood is just gushing out,
I start to feel that lovely
high,
Then my room starts spinning,
And it gets harder to open my
eyes.
I collapse in the corner,
And a smile comes across my
face,
My arm is throbbing majorly,
But this is my happy place.
I close my eyes for good this
time,
Finally broke free of those chains,
I'm free to be seen,
As I escape to my favorite pain.
My mind knows what to do,
I move the blade against
my skin,
Parting a vein so blue.
Blood is just gushing out,
I start to feel that lovely
high,
Then my room starts spinning,
And it gets harder to open my
eyes.
I collapse in the corner,
And a smile comes across my
face,
My arm is throbbing majorly,
But this is my happy place.
I close my eyes for good this
time,
Finally broke free of those chains,
I'm free to be seen,
As I escape to my favorite pain.
Published 11th Dec 2012
| Edited 12th Dec 2012
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11th Dec 2012 2:15pm
I hope this is not real. Life means a lot to me. Poem is written as real and the picture sure tells a story.
11th Dec 2012 6:18pm
Wow... This is amazing, The poem is sad, but it flows well and it is really great.
