Hannah Diane Williams
Might As Well Bleed - Poem by Hannah Diane Williams
As soon as I get home,
I slam the bedroom door
And hide away
From the rest of the world.
What the overwhelming depression
Building inside me
Forces me to do is a bloody secret
I hide from the wordl.
Besides, nobody cares.
I can't take this pain at all.
It feels like I've just been
Hit by a train
And I was left there to die,
But I don't.
I suffer through this agony and pain alone.
Nobody hears me scream.
I can't deal with this much longer.
I'm about to run out of breat.h...
So, I might as well bleed.
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