I play dicey with my life
Just to feel alright
To kill the demons in my head for a while
Spend some seconds just me and i
I stay in the shower just to catch a cold
Once i start shivering i realise i need warmth
My eyes red and my skin pale
My mind chases my pain to bed
I love being dicey it awakes my dominant nerves
Ride on an alpha bike on a cliff in my dreams
Jump in the middle of the nowhere to a ditch
Hope no one finds my body alive
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NOTES I WROTE BLEEDING
PoetryIm healing from past pain and depression.I found a small book i used to write what i feel.How much the pain cut deep in me and no one ever noticed.It killed me but i couldn't express it. Thought id share it out .its pretty short lines filled with do...
