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Untitled *involves taking pills and cutting with razors* (Free verse) by AskittlesK

the razors sharp the pills make my heart race I'm alone on this dark base. No one sees my pain No one sees the scars No one sees my brain activly controlling my thoughts and fears my life of tears. I'm falling I'm dizzy I'm sizzling as I get busy. sitting on my wrist is my razor full of blood a fountain of tears flood. The pills take charge My heart speeds up. I'm falling onto the floor passing by my life passing out passing any chance that I will get up.

wilco 21-Mar-04/4:36 PM
I sincerely hope that you're not really cutting yourself....but if you are then I would like to make the suggestion (perhaps unwanted) that you see your doctor about getting some antidepressants that ARE yours. I did like your poem though, by the way.




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