i cut my skin, and then

Just to let you know i cut my skin open and then i drink my Blood, i cut my skin, and then i smile and pretend, reget to live, in the end i feel insane 

I forgot how to say i love you, I cut my skin, and then i run away, i just want to cut my chest open so i can grab my heart and tear it apart, i cut my skin and then i feel lost in my head the cost of love is expensive, 

i cut,

my skin,

and then,

i write your name in blood 

my blood drains in the tub,

feels like im falling down,

i cut my skin,

and then,

i die without a cry,

a scream,

or a yell,

i cut my legs,

im triggered to

comit suicide

i cant decide

whether to live or to die,

im silent as if i super glued my mouth shut

but all i do is cut non stop like time just reverse back...

 

This poem is about: 
Me

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