- my poetry · 1) EVERYTHING

•from the desk of the broken hearted•

I don’t need to hurt myself
And I don’t need that blade
Maybe I can lay it down
And let these new scars fade

I don’t need to etch the words
Upon my broken skin
I don’t need to slice these holes
To get at what’s within

I don’t need to hate my soul
But I can’t set it free
I don’t need to hurt myself
‘Cause you do that for me

© Vicky Morrison

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