《My Poetry | ✔》Deeper

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Deeper than the last, I slide death across my wrists in hopes of drowning out the emotional pain

Crimson liquid escapes the wound, making it's way down my arm on a journey

So much deeper. So much more blood.

Thoughts of immense worthlessness invade my head

I cut deeper

The hollow feeling in my heart aches

My heart's bleeding, all the negativity overwhelming me

All I want is for it all to stop. Just stop.

The thoughts, the feelings, the memories, the nightmares

Life

My hand's shaking with the loss of blood but I still manage to carve more pain into my skin

Suddenly, it's too deep. Too much blood

I have a fleeting objection but now, it's too late

Everything's fading to grey

I'm lost in darkness with no way back

Now I'm truly alone with nothing left to do but accept death

Accept my guilt over leaving my loved ones

Accept that I can no longer come back

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