Papercut Poem by Emely Orellana

Papercut



papercut my wrists and blind me to believe
i sense this burning inside and white light i see
how can i change to the way you want me to be?
perfection is what i try to reach even if it doesnt exist
life is so difficult filled with such a twist
try my best to remain pure in your eyes
filled with such hope through my cries
lift my hands to feel your touch
but this intense feeling is way too much
i feel this pressure of your love
rid this pain that im sick of..
you hear me scream and cry
and fill me up with your high
i feel your presence surrounding me
burning my soul free
through my tear
i see you're still here....
and it's true
i believe in you.

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