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Trapped
April 3, 2021
One cut,
two cuts,
three cuts,
four.
I watch my blodd splatter
as it hits the floor.
Five cuts,
six cuts,
several more.
I don't don't want to feel anymore.
I'm up to twelve now,
they grow deeper as I go,
yet I still add more.
There's so much blood,
I can't see my skin anymore.
Can't count the cuts now,
but it doesn't matter.
I've gone more insane
than the Mad Hatter.
I feel my eyelids droop and
I fall.
White tile,
now stained red,
I'm bleeding out.
I'm almost dead.
This is what happens
when you're trapped in your head.
© Anonymous
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Favorite Quote:
"It Will Be Good." (complicated semi-spiritual emotional story.)<br /> <br /> "Upon his bench the pieces lay<br /> As if an artwork on display<br /> Of gears and hands<br /> And wire-thin bands<br /> That glisten in dim candle play." -Janice T., Clockwork[love that poem, dont know why, im not steampunk]