Blood

by Makenzi LeAnne   Apr 20, 2012


Blood slowly dripping. Everywhere on the floor around me. Every cut my every scream. With every cut and sting. I know I made you a promise. I broke it I already noticed. I will not say sorry. I will be fine. Stop your worry. Blood slowly reaping. Off my arm and through my sleeve. I am done trying to be perfect. I know I'm not gonna be able to prove it. I am always helping others. I need to try to put myself first. Blood slowly falling down. Off my left arm it hits the ground. I will not say sorry. I do not need your sympathy. Blood slowly going away. With the healing of an angel coming my way. If I cut my wrist. I will not remember any of this. Maybe what I wanna do is wrong. Shut up and go on. It won't hurt me very long. One two three.. I cut again.. I cut to deep.. see you my friend... I didn't wanna hurt anymore inside .. now I'm sorry.. but good bye.. (I wrote this when I was emo.. I'm not anymore.. trust me i found my angel...)

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  • 12 years ago

    by Makenzi LeAnne

    Well thank you.. and you shouldn't be proud of it.. but if it's who you are that's your decision.

  • 12 years ago

    by brandonxx

    Your lucky u found your angel i cant find mine and i will admit i do cut im not proud of it buts its the only way i know for relief.

  • 12 years ago

    by brandonxx

    Your lucky u found your angel i cant find mine and i will admit i do cut im not proud of it buts its the only way i know for relief.