The scars that you see,
They were all made by me.
And my tears have turned red,
With the blood that I've shed.
People think that I'm lost to the madness,
But really I'm just cloaked in sadness.
I could use a rope or a knife,
Looking back at my whole life.
I see the pain and I see the hurt,
I feel my heart about to burst.
The blood will flow,
Why can't they see?
That all my life,
I've been afraid of...
Me.
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Sad poems to make you cry
PoesiaJust some sad poems that might make you cry. Please don't read if you think it will make you too upset.
