Perfectly straight lines across my skin,
Look closely and you'll see its not in pen.
My stomachs caving in cause my body won't let me eat,
Bags under my eyes cause I can't get no fucking sleep.
My head is in pain from lack of food,
Am I insane or is this you, you or you.
Look at the scars on my wrist, sides, and thighs,
No smile on my face or light in my eyes.
I don't know even know why I'm still typing,
I should have stopped a while ago like when I stopped smiling.
I'm sorry I'm so broken and just wanna cut to death,
Ok I'm done typing I'm just to depressed
YOU ARE READING
UNSPOKEN
PoetryUnspoken is a book filled with poems and songs I've made throughout my life. Each chapter will be either a song or poem. They are similar to what many of you have experienced in life... featuring love, heartbreak, loneliness, etc. These are all the...
