Title: my blood
by alex howells from Surrey | in writing, poetry
to bleed is to know that you are alive
even though inside you have died
the pain of mutilation tells you live even when you feel dead to know pain like we all do is so hard
to share pain is hard
to share pain is on vain
to express pain i'm not sure
to release pain let the blood pour
feel scar that you have just made
let the pain rush in
as you touch them press them bleed them
is this a life what i need or want or is it all i know
the only way to show pain so deep down
I need to talk to people but i cant so this is the only way to show my true fellings
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