One of my favourite poems I wrote

Deserve

Drip

Drip

Blood

I remember the first time I cut myself

I wiped my blood on a sheet of paper note and whispered myself sweet lullabies of suicide, suicide

Cry my blood that came out my arm

Bleeding out

Drip

Drip

Cum

I remember the first time I got raped

He was on top of the world, a world that was my own body

But at least I was his world and not someone else

Because that world could have been someone else's

And It would rip my heart out of my chest to know that he could've ruined mine, but instead he ruined someone else's world

Because it would've been less painful to take in all the pain by myself than to ever give a small chunk of it to someone else

Drip

Drip

Water

I washed myself but I don't feel any cleaner

I scrubbed myself until my skin ripped

Until my bones ached

But nothing worked

I feel the sound of your voice pinch my skin, i can feel it burn into my flesh

Filthy whore

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Cell.Body

the fact that I can relate is very concerning. hope ur okay tho, ur too cool to be sad. :)