Feel
Take out the blade,
and cut away,
what you feel inside.
The pleasure you feel,
when the wound is deep,
it makes you feel alive.
The blood that escapes,
takes with it the pain,
The hurt you've bottled up.
And the scar it leaves,
when the skin has healed,
is a reminder, that you messed up.
There's many reasons,
which explain,
why we do certain stuff.
Sometimes we feel involved,
or happy,
when life seems to get tough.
Someone out there,
loves you,
and its you that they will miss.
If you need,
the knife to feel,
then just remember this.
Don't cut too deep,
do not leave
there's a seat you need to fill.
You're wonderful,
you're incredible,
so stay here if you will.
ESTÁS LEYENDO
No ones perfect (poems)
RomancePoems. Some more emotional than others. Life poems, no hate.