Bleed Me Out
I don't normally write,
things that mean and things that dont.
But to be incredibly honest,
I feel I should even when I won't, say just how I feel. cause its weak. to speak outloud. of things i cant and things I should. change within a part of me. that stands too tall for eyes to bleed. me out.
A quiet, seldom scream and shout.
A hurt so earth it makes me heavy.
A wish to prematurally. let it out. To focus on the bleed me out.
And fix a faulty fallen fling, for many words can start with F.
Like fire, fag, and fuck. Just of the worse. to be my luck. to swear at times I should'nt.
But take this razor. cut me open. Watch red coil round pale skin. And bleed me out.
Im sorry Chris.
I don't normally write.
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