Poem - The Urge

Someone on this forum asked me recently for a poem, so here goes…This poem I wrote when I felt really bad last month, it still describes me when I get down sometimes. Its so therapeutic to write when I feel bad!

THE URGE

I have the urge to cut
In the dead of night draw the blade across my arm
Prick scratch
Cut
Bleed
Ache
All hidden inside
Hidden hidden hidden inside
Unwrap me
See my sepulchre
Dead dead dead
Cobwebs, dust, darkness
Numbness, pins and needles
Clotted blood
The river run dry
Silence, deathly silence
Alien girl, foreigner alone, so alone
Nobody knows, nobody knows
Alien girl

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