[onexsoul]

aww thats so sad

it seriously made me cry

ill edit my poem in latter

here is my poem

I feel the bite on my skin as the blade pierces the flesh
I see the trail of red as it leaves the flesh
I see the flow, I smile an easy smile
I can feel
Finally I can feel
It is not the feeling I want tho
It is pain
I do not want pain
I want love
I want happiness
Is love possible?
Is happiness attainable?
No.
Only pain
Only suffering
I watch the blood as it leaves my veins.
I lick the lovely wound and the taste brings a bitterness into my mouth.
Bitterness
A feeling
I suck the blood from the wound.
The bleeding, it stops
The crimson red… it has left
I look in the mirror
I see a stranger
I see crimson red upon the lips
And I see eyes, empty and dead.
I a face empty and shallow.
The ugly face stares back at me...
I take the razor and slash again, and again.
And, again, I drink.