by @yoitsleohere ______________________________________________________
this poem contains suicidal behaviour! if you are not comfortable with this then please do not read!
he sat on his bed,
blood running down his arm,
tears running down his face,
he goes to the bathroom and looks in the mirror.
dark bags under his eyes,
sore tear drenched cheeks.
he hated what he saw.
he runs water,
filling the bathtub,
he sits down in the icy cold water,
he sits there in silence.
So lets pretend that the pain I feel everyday, is nothing.
Lets make believe that life is totally perfect, and I've never been hurt.
And lets laugh, like our lives aren't totally and completely screwed up...