This Monster Killed Me
I stare at my wrist now.
Seeing these red scars.
Crying cause I can’t control it.
This monster in my heart.
Strong I seem on the outside but its really not true.
Because inside I’m broken,damaged,used.
The monster uses my body.
Tasting this sweet blood too.
Can you help me?
Save me from my doom?
I’m sitting on this floor now.
Wishing to save myself.
Save me from this blade.
This hell.
I crave away my skin again.
I feel this sweet rush.
Danger flashes in my head.
That this blade might be too much.
It might undo my soul.
Set it free.
Float above my body.
Why did I cut so deep?
I’m so sorry.
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