Mercii Wynterz

Rookie (10-25-98 / United states of america)

Dead - Poem by Mercii Wynterz

Drip Drip Drip... This is all i hear. These drips not water from the sink nor
are they my tears. These drips are my blood sliding off my wrist. I just cant live like this. Im tired of this shit. If I'm gone none will care im just another emo girl with stupid emo hair. I'm teased. i'm taunted. i'm beaten. i'm bruised. my heart feels like a withered rose its tired and worn out its been through so much heartbreak it no longer wants to beat. that's why i cut this deep that's why i'm bleeding out. that's why i must finally go this is my final letter to the world x_x

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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, December 28, 2011

Poem Edited: Wednesday, December 28, 2011

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