Pre note>> this may be triggering/ depressive. Apologies in advance.
I put that poison in my veins
As tears run down my face
My scars are now retraced
The thought "giving up" is taking place.
All this is emptiness, constant sadness; I'm left in the dark
In my troubled mind this is art
I will never be able to reverse this part
Everything has long been broken, everything of my heart.
I always wish i had never made the first cut
Between times, i am just stuck
I'm bout to lose all my hope and luck
Freedom's door is almost shut.
Every time, left scarring, I say "this is the last time",
Thinking now i should leave this all behind
Hurting so many people besides myself is a crime
On the Mountain of Sorrows I Climb.
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Thanks for reading. I shall post more in the meantime.
~ A.B.P.
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A Poet of Deep Thought (1st Poetry Volume)
PoetryTheses poems are either personal to me, made during my English class or I just end up writing them. I would say most of these are random creation and warning some can be depressing. It can be worth the read if you enjoy poems as much as I.
