RegretsA Poem by courtneyThe dark, it haunts me The hushed whispers keep getting louder The voices inside me screaming Telling me to stop But I can't The razor glides smoothly Across my pale freckled wrists The voices getting louder Telling me to stop But I can't It's no longer a part of me I'm cutting it out All the memories All the regrets All of you It's gone and I'm free
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Added on April 7, 2012 Last Updated on April 7, 2012 Author
courtneyMAAboutI'm currently a junior in high school, I'm hoping on heading off to college this September for Graphic design. Writing poetry is what has kept me alive and fighting for so long, If you treat me with r.. more..Writing
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