Blood Poem by Emily Reid
Blood
Rating: ★5.0
My wrist is cut.
Blood streams down my arm.
Why are you doing this to me?
Why do I feel like this?
You have made me who I am.
A person who cries day and night.
A person who can never find happiness.
I just wanted you to know
But right now you’ll never see me glow.
My heart is filled with sadness
And you don’t even care.
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4/19/2024 2:02:55 PM # 1.0.0.1119
such sadness and remorse in your words..the writing is nice and is a good read..but the torment...i hope this is just a write and not your reality....nice piece though Emily ~^..^