Bleed It Out Poem by Make A Wish
Bleed It Out
Ya here we go for the hundredth time
Always happpens, every single time
Up goes the coaster, higher and higher
I question, will it ever some down to earth?
Your way up there
While we are stuck here
There aint nothing we can do
Just sit and wait for you to come back down
But sitting is boring
We have our knives in hand
All we gotta do
Is bleed it out
evocative poem Steph, and paints a vivid scene of how one may feel about their self-harming. (hope this is n't happening to you right now though, ...) Lizelah.xxx
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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