poem(?) 2

CW: self harm references



- Darkest -

 A crimson mark across my arm

 Rusted into dull brown discolor

 It warms a void in my gut,

 Tickles as it mutilates my tissue,

 That straight-edge seeping slowly in,

 A greusome glint within a fissure of deepest flesh,

 Bleeding for my anxiety

 Bleeding for my agony

 Bleeding for my aching

 Bleeding for the girl

 For the girl that no one knew


2 Kudos

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