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Content Rating Notice: GC -- May Contain Graphic Content
Only For: 18 and Older, Not Easily Offended
  >> Static Item >> Poetry >> Emotional >> ID #1441759  |   Show DetailsPrinter Friendly Page Tell A Friend
Dead Inside
A poem about feeling depressed
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i woke up one day
and i didn't know why -
i woke up
i didn't know why,
because i was Dead
Inside.

my Arms -
all Cut up,
all scarred.
the Blade below -
all covered in Blood,
all dried.
all Red.
deep dark Crimson.

the Floor half wet -
my Arm,
all gummy.
i don't know why
i woke up.
because i was Dead
Inside.

my eyes stared
at the damp discolored Carpet.
what had i done -
not to myself,
but to this Carpet.
i wondered -
would Resolve solve this stain?
would the Blade rust away?
would my Arm ever move?
would things ever be the same?
why did i wake up?

one more day
one more day.
i closed my eyes,
in hope i'd die,
the pain, i can't cry!
but i woke up,
it's not my time
i woke up today,
today i won't die,
today i'll stare
stare at the Sky,
stare at the Blood,
stare at the Blade,
stare at my Arm,
and just wonder why?
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