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goodwolf1966
jimmy
jimmy
Poem Published
11th Nov 2024 10:28pm
11th Nov 2024 10:28pm
my scars
my scars
run much
deeper
than any
someone
will see
on the
surface.
run much
deeper
than any
someone
will see
on the
surface.
#disability
#MentalHealth
#SelfHarm
#vulnerability
#weakness
163 reads
8 Comments
goodwolf1966
jimmy
jimmy
Poem Published
11th Nov 2024 10:28pm
11th Nov 2024 10:28pm
my scars
my scars
run much
deeper
than any
someone
will see
on the
surface.
run much
deeper
than any
someone
will see
on the
surface.
#disability
#MentalHealth
#SelfHarm
#vulnerability
#weakness
163 reads
8 Comments
Numer90
Numer0-un0
Numer0-un0
Poem Published
18th Jun 2021 4:18pm
18th Jun 2021 4:18pm
Pregabalin
My brain stands the risk in this track and field event..
A spear about 2.5 m in length is thrown inside my neurons..
Do you know the Olympics?
How they throw javelin?
Pregabalin's like the javelin throw..
Post Gabalin I called it.. Inside my head..
My mind itself in this combined event of decathlon and heptathlon..
My soul's constantly praying to escape and rest free, at least even in Babylon..
Dead is such a thrill..
Don't you want to try? /.
Say your last...
A spear about 2.5 m in length is thrown inside my neurons..
Do you know the Olympics?
How they throw javelin?
Pregabalin's like the javelin throw..
Post Gabalin I called it.. Inside my head..
My mind itself in this combined event of decathlon and heptathlon..
My soul's constantly praying to escape and rest free, at least even in Babylon..
Dead is such a thrill..
Don't you want to try? /.
Say your last...
#depression
#SelfHarm
#suicide
610 reads
6 Comments
Numer90
Numer0-un0
Numer0-un0
Poem Published
18th Jun 2021 4:18pm
18th Jun 2021 4:18pm
Pregabalin
My brain stands the risk in this track and field event..
A spear about 2.5 m in length is thrown inside my neurons..
Do you know the Olympics?
How they throw javelin?
Pregabalin's like the javelin throw..
Post Gabalin I called it.. Inside my head..
My mind itself in this combined event of decathlon and heptathlon..
My soul's constantly praying to escape and rest free, at least even in Babylon..
Dead is such a thrill..
Don't you want to try? /.
Say your last...
A spear about 2.5 m in length is thrown inside my neurons..
Do you know the Olympics?
How they throw javelin?
Pregabalin's like the javelin throw..
Post Gabalin I called it.. Inside my head..
My mind itself in this combined event of decathlon and heptathlon..
My soul's constantly praying to escape and rest free, at least even in Babylon..
Dead is such a thrill..
Don't you want to try? /.
Say your last...
#depression
#SelfHarm
#suicide
610 reads
6 Comments
Numer90
Numer0-un0
Numer0-un0
Poem Published
18th Jun 2021 4:18pm
18th Jun 2021 4:18pm
Pregabalin
My brain stands the risk in this track and field event..
A spear about 2.5 m in length is thrown inside my neurons..
Do you know the Olympics?
How they throw javelin?
Pregabalin's like the javelin throw..
Post Gabalin I called it.. Inside my head..
My mind itself in this combined event of decathlon and heptathlon..
My soul's constantly praying to escape and rest free, at least even in Babylon..
Dead is such a thrill..
Don't you want to try? /.
Say your last...
A spear about 2.5 m in length is thrown inside my neurons..
Do you know the Olympics?
How they throw javelin?
Pregabalin's like the javelin throw..
Post Gabalin I called it.. Inside my head..
My mind itself in this combined event of decathlon and heptathlon..
My soul's constantly praying to escape and rest free, at least even in Babylon..
Dead is such a thrill..
Don't you want to try? /.
Say your last...
#depression
#SelfHarm
#suicide
610 reads
6 Comments
Stoney223
WOLF BAY33
WOLF BAY33
Poem Published
28th Oct 2019 7:49pm
28th Oct 2019 7:49pm
A DARK BLACK HOLE
#SelfHarm
#addiction
#nightmares
785 reads
2 Comments
Stoney223
WOLF BAY33
WOLF BAY33
Poem Published
28th Oct 2019 7:49pm
28th Oct 2019 7:49pm
A DARK BLACK HOLE
#SelfHarm
#addiction
#nightmares
785 reads
2 Comments
Stoney223
WOLF BAY33
WOLF BAY33
Poem Published
28th Oct 2019 7:49pm
28th Oct 2019 7:49pm
A DARK BLACK HOLE
#SelfHarm
#addiction
#nightmares
785 reads
2 Comments
KristinaX
Poem Published
7th Dec 2022 3:00pm
7th Dec 2022 3:00pm
Paper Heart sinking...
I sailed paper boats.
Kindly but roughly.
In the chaos of my mind
they called me crazy
broken dreams, folded in pain
one thousand paper cut words
stranded in sonnets
stuck in the lock waiting
but the gates never open
drifting in heavy flow of ink
menstruation of bloody words
the cycle always continues
with each period more words come.
I suppose I am an adult now
but the blood came far too soon.
is this what the Devil intended?
penetrating into my shores.
opening this new destination ...
Kindly but roughly.
In the chaos of my mind
they called me crazy
broken dreams, folded in pain
one thousand paper cut words
stranded in sonnets
stuck in the lock waiting
but the gates never open
drifting in heavy flow of ink
menstruation of bloody words
the cycle always continues
with each period more words come.
I suppose I am an adult now
but the blood came far too soon.
is this what the Devil intended?
penetrating into my shores.
opening this new destination ...
#sadness
#SelfHarm
#confusion
#suffering
#childhood
760 reads
48 Comments
KristinaX
Poem Published
7th Dec 2022 3:00pm
7th Dec 2022 3:00pm
Paper Heart sinking...
I sailed paper boats.
Kindly but roughly.
In the chaos of my mind
they called me crazy
broken dreams, folded in pain
one thousand paper cut words
stranded in sonnets
stuck in the lock waiting
but the gates never open
drifting in heavy flow of ink
menstruation of bloody words
the cycle always continues
with each period more words come.
I suppose I am an adult now
but the blood came far too soon.
is this what the Devil intended?
penetrating into my shores.
opening this new destination ...
Kindly but roughly.
In the chaos of my mind
they called me crazy
broken dreams, folded in pain
one thousand paper cut words
stranded in sonnets
stuck in the lock waiting
but the gates never open
drifting in heavy flow of ink
menstruation of bloody words
the cycle always continues
with each period more words come.
I suppose I am an adult now
but the blood came far too soon.
is this what the Devil intended?
penetrating into my shores.
opening this new destination ...
#sadness
#SelfHarm
#confusion
#suffering
#childhood
760 reads
48 Comments
KristinaX
Poem Published
7th Dec 2022 3:00pm
7th Dec 2022 3:00pm
Paper Heart sinking...
I sailed paper boats.
Kindly but roughly.
In the chaos of my mind
they called me crazy
broken dreams, folded in pain
one thousand paper cut words
stranded in sonnets
stuck in the lock waiting
but the gates never open
drifting in heavy flow of ink
menstruation of bloody words
the cycle always continues
with each period more words come.
I suppose I am an adult now
but the blood came far too soon.
is this what the Devil intended?
penetrating into my shores.
opening this new destination ...
Kindly but roughly.
In the chaos of my mind
they called me crazy
broken dreams, folded in pain
one thousand paper cut words
stranded in sonnets
stuck in the lock waiting
but the gates never open
drifting in heavy flow of ink
menstruation of bloody words
the cycle always continues
with each period more words come.
I suppose I am an adult now
but the blood came far too soon.
is this what the Devil intended?
penetrating into my shores.
opening this new destination ...
#sadness
#SelfHarm
#confusion
#suffering
#childhood
760 reads
48 Comments
KristinaX
Poem Published
7th Dec 2022 3:00pm
7th Dec 2022 3:00pm
Paper Heart sinking...
I sailed paper boats.
Kindly but roughly.
In the chaos of my mind
they called me crazy
broken dreams, folded in pain
one thousand paper cut words
stranded in sonnets
stuck in the lock waiting
but the gates never open
drifting in heavy flow of ink
menstruation of bloody words
the cycle always continues
with each period more words come.
I suppose I am an adult now
but the blood came far too soon.
is this what the Devil intended?
penetrating into my shores.
opening this new destination ...
Kindly but roughly.
In the chaos of my mind
they called me crazy
broken dreams, folded in pain
one thousand paper cut words
stranded in sonnets
stuck in the lock waiting
but the gates never open
drifting in heavy flow of ink
menstruation of bloody words
the cycle always continues
with each period more words come.
I suppose I am an adult now
but the blood came far too soon.
is this what the Devil intended?
penetrating into my shores.
opening this new destination ...
#sadness
#SelfHarm
#confusion
#suffering
#childhood
760 reads
48 Comments
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