My heart aches to feel full again
Because now it's broken and torn apart
If my pulse is lost,
My heart may not want to restart.
I can not keep my heart strong
It's very weak and it's been this way for far too long
Even if my heart is glued back together,
You can still see the hideous cracks
They line my heart, like the scars that will remain on my skin forever
Somehow I seem to live with the heart-wrenching pain.
My cheeks become stained
And I wonder how when the rest of me is falling into darkness, my heart continues to make me live for as long as fate will allow.
Even if everyday I ask myself "how...?"
I ask, "how do I end all the pain?"
How is it that you say we're the same
When we couldn't be more different
We each have different talents
some include crying yourself to sleep,
Painting pictures on your body
Or even allowing no one to see
The way in which no one is around,
You weep around all the town
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Suicide, Depression and Self-harm Quotes
RandomPoems and parts about suicide, self-harm, etc. *trigger warning* Some entries contain material not suited for some viewers, read at your own risk
