Poems
SELF SACRIFICE
I walk this world disgusted at what I see in the mirror,
All I see is this putrid girl you and everyone around calls Amber.
I can see that I am defective,
This need to spill my own blood is not passive.
How sweet it would be to see it fall,
To draw all the blood out of my veins till there is nothing at all.
I can taste the pleasure of freedom now as I try to resist,
I can feel my veins insist.
I want to cut my wrist to the elbow and back,
Then cut my throat because I see no drawback.
I yearn to feel that warm blood drain from my heart,
I can only think of tearing my veins apart.
God how I want to just stop hurting,
The thought of death is so addicting.
One last goodbye,
Before I can finally die.