Warning: Mentions of body image
Waking up in the morning
Throws me off daily
I don't wanna see you in the morning
You're making me sick daily
Blood runs down my throat slowly
I'm sick when I see it
I'm gonna die slowly
Please stop bringing me it.
Unrecognisable inside a mirror
My face is disturbing babe
I am so tired of looking in the mirror
My scars are open again babe.
There's no point in denying it
Sit down for a small talk please
Place your hand over it
Don't forget my love please.
My face is cut up and broken
I am made of cheap porcelain baby
My arms are now broken
How will I be able to hug my baby?
It's okay if you leave now
I am just another ghost inside you.
I'm so tired of looking now
Blood stains are all over you.
You need to clean yourself up now
I'm not myself anymore
Break me into pieces now
Don't worry about it anymore.
-written by G (<3)
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Poems by The Living Tombstone System
RandomWe write a lot of poems, whether they are from source memories, things currently happening, etc. We'd like to share at least a couple of them.
