Deep Poem by mathew saighman

Deep

Rating: 5.0


Inside my heart is black

From the lies, betrayal and fear

I don’t want to feel these feelings anymore

I lay here in pure darkness and try to hold myself back

But for the last time the marks on my arms will be open

As the blood flows down my arm to the tiled floor

I will lay here until the wounds become scars

Or until there is nothing left

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