Poems from 15cfisk
I've learned
In the months leading up to this poem
That using words to cut yourself
Is often better
And more effective
Than blades
I used to have people that supported my bullshit
But they grew out of it when it was socially acceptable to do so
And now I'm left feeling...
hey what's up my name is my body tries to kill itself and sometimes I think I should just help it along or do the job for it but instead I...
back to wishing for you at 11:11
and picturing your hand in mine
with every fallen eyelash
back to blowing out candles
to the image of...
why do I have to be at my lowest
To be my happiest again?