The Blade In My Hands Poem by Emo Seb
The Blade In My Hands
the blade, cold in my hands
it understands
my pain i don't want to feel
that the pain seems less real
when its on the outside
that its easier to hide
blood rather than tears
scars rather than fears
the blade i hold in my hands
it understands
i know it wont judge or hate me
i know it will sit in my hand silently
covered in my blood as i bleed
the blade in my hand is all i need.
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5/18/2024 6:39:57 AM # 1.0.0.1119
superb and very dark write...im not type of sucidal but i luvd it specially these 2 lines....10++++ blood rather than tears scars rather than fears....bravo bravo