just some poems i wrote, tw for self harm
these will be updated as i do more soo
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When I die, comfort me.
Stand by my side and usher me.
Show me to my grave and let me mourn. Let me take it all in. This body that I've worn.
When I die, comfort my mother.
Have her bury me with my favourite item
wrap me up in my fluffiest blanket
the one she bought be a few days before that terrible day
When i die, comfort the shopkeeper
Tell him no longer will I show up on his work days
Show him the card, i wrote on my deathbed
Dedicated to the man who kept me well fed
When i die, comfort my home.
It’ll be empty and barren, all alone
Fill it with joy, like it used to know.
Remove my items, and give it its own.
When i die, don’t forget me
Keep my life alive, with the ones who loved me
Whether items or person, even a pet Just make sure it’s the love they won’t forget.
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A word slathered on my head.
Rude and unjust
And yet it was said
Claimed I was a freak it did
Wrote in permanent marker on my perfect skin
A sight to behold
That's what i was
Stumbling gasping, begging for air
Like the stump of a tree
Fallen from grace
Lost they said i was
In my own mind
like i was on a missing poster plastered on a milk carton
Like i wasn’t here, hearing them as they spoke
Like they couldn’t see me at all
A single breath
That turned into a thousand words
I couldn’t control, like a poem i read but hadn’t wrote
Hateful, yet truthful,
Like i was spilling out on the kitchen floor
A apology
As true as it could be
For the burden i had been
Said with a knife against my skin
Like a punishment for what had been deemed
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