Can'T Make It Stop Poem by Christina Sanchez
Can'T Make It Stop
I see the disgusting cuts
I feel the aching burn
I look at the raw skin
The feeling makes my stomach churn.
Do I stop?
Of course not,
On the floor; a blood drop
It's a perfect red dot.
I'm not gonna continue this life
Who wants to know me?
All I need is a knife
And in my casket is where I'll be.
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4/29/2024 7:33:37 AM # 1.0.0.1119
Beautiful and dark. I know how it feels... Hold on though.