❝ kill me ❞
J
ust stab me,
end me-
slit my throat.
Watch me bleed
as I squirm
in pain and agony.
Watch as the blood
slowly seeps out of
my veins, leaving
me numb and
worn out.Stab and stab
and stab.Recreate those
hidden scars that
decorate my
tainted skin.Carve the silver
blade into my
porcelain canvas.Beads of crimson
dot the thinner cuts-
it looks like nothing
compared to the
larger gashes on
the side of my
stomach.Slit- slit.
Just stab and cut
me until you can't
anymore.Make me feel the
pain I deseve to
feel-Make me beg
for you to
stop, but you
don't.You continue to
stab and stab
and stab- until
you can't anymore.Watch as my limps
drop limply to my
side- nothing but
flesh now.My veins run cold-
I am not longer
conscious nor
alive,for now I am dead.
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❝Énouement❞ Poetry [➖️]
Poetry❝ the bittersweetness of having arrived in the future, seeing how things turned out, but not being able to tell your past self ❞ - a book filled with poems written by me Published: 2018 February 10 Completed: ongoing