Poems from Breannahw01

You hold my hands Wrap the gauze around my bruised knuckles, Whisper me pieces of words For my mind to create Into stained-glass portraits...
Thought I had a crooked smile  But then I realized  I had never smiled fully 
I am a weakling, Frail and small, Too scared to feel Anything at all, And I ask for help Without my words Cut through the emptiness With...
I remember the day I tried to die. The feeling of the blood flowing out of my veins no longer calmed me, The pain from the blade no longer...
I remember the day you left like it was yesterday.   It played in my mind on repeat Like some malfunctioning CD That skips at the voice of...

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