Jaded
The blade falls
death calls
injecting pain
a messed up brain
making ends meet
with bloody streaks
blood drips down my wrist
suicide sent me a kiss
dragging me in and holding me down
building within never to be found
broken hearts and shattered dreams
makes up all thats left of me
suffering in pain i go back for more
making a cut as i watch the blood pore
sucking out my life as i lay on the ground
suicide took me and all without a sound.
-Spencer Coggsdale
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