I know I promised
and said I'd stop
but blame everyone else
they're the reason I cut
I'm non-existent to them
another lost soul
always left behind
by myself, all alone
They never did love me
never did they care
because if they really did
I wouldn't fucking be here
Waiting for the darkness
being friends with the unknown
releasing my inner self
where all this hate has grown
They're all I have now
darkness and my trusty knife
but please don't pretend to worry
I promise I won't take my own life
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LIFE, LOVE, SUICIDE by Dionne Miller
PoetryPoems and quotes about love, suicide, life... Written by me Note: I don't write with feelings and don't dare steal what's on here "Talent is a gift waiting to be opened"
