POSSIBLE TRIGGER
Bloodshot eyes and a fake smile.
What have they done to you?
The voices in your head, they never speak the truth.
When you lie awake at night
silently praying for death,
you show me bloody wrists and an actual smile as you take your final breath.
Life wasn't right for you my darling, and so you finally left.
The pain is gone for you, but you passed it on to us
YOU ARE READING
My Therapy Poetry
Poetry(Some poems may be triggering, but I post a trigger warning.) All poems are written by me. Message me for permission of use please.
