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Crying Crimson

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I'm sitting on the bed again,
And crimson tears I cry.
I wear my emotions on my skin
Too many reasons why.
I'm not feeling pain quite yet
But pretty soon I should.
I'm laughing, Oh I feel disturbed,
But man it feels so good!
Waves of pain wash over
My two red ocean arms.
I'm not insane, my mind is fine,
You don't understand self-harm.
Don't tell me not to do it
Don't preach or beg or plead.
'Cause on this bed I will remain
Watching myself bleed.
Self-discipline or stress relief
Or even facing fears
As my arms well up and sob
And I cry my crimson tears.

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randomchick Creativity - Poem published by 1 year ago ()

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this poem is amazing. i love

this poem is amazing. i love it. so much description so many emotions, and awesome metaphors. thanks for  posting.

shard_of_light (not verified)

This is good

It scans well, and is very descriptive.

You are very welcome. This is

You are very welcome. This is a struggle that lasts a lifetime. It never really goes away, and I try to show my support by letting others know that I feel those same emotions too.

I'm not like this, I can't keep on like this.

Anonymous (not verified)

I just love how I can read so

I just love how I can read so many of this, and they relate to me so well. Thank you.

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