Losing My Battle

With hurt so deep inside

Buried within my soul

My cuts I try to hide

The feeling keeps me whole

 

I don't want to quit

The hurt and the pain

It all seems to fit

Ending in senseless gain

 

Happienss is not for me

Lonliness is my life

Can anyone really see

The cuts from my knife

 

Digging into my skin

Healing my aching heart

Pushing the knife in

Tearing my skin apart

 

While the blood is dripping

My life is slowly slipping

Fading into oblivian

But on my face, a teared grin

This poem is about: 
Me

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