I want to bleed.


I want to see the pain
stained red and spill out
until I'm left dry.


My skin screams for scars
to mimic what I feel inside.


I sob into my bloodied palms
with an incurable ache
that pierces my heart.


No amount of physical wounds
can rival my internal agony.

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Beautiful poem, great work!

Beautiful poem, great work!

Let your teeth show