cold breath on my neck,
sour heart beating hard,
moving in slow motion my heart breaks
blood stops
black as coal
my bodys bent
im not who i was anymore
im dirty
my skin is black my eyes are blank
my mind is grey and my soul is crying
a child inside weeps for me
i cannot see beyond the pain
small hands clutch at me forever wisping over my body
sickness in the dark
pills pills pills
running red my blood drips
never ending river in red and blue.

coldheart21's Works

Poetry (Depressed)	2007-03-14	Depression loves me.
Poetry (Abuse)	2007-03-14	broken
Poetry	2009-10-27	I WONDER

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