Regrets

Regrets

A Poem by courtney

The dark, it haunts me
The hushed whispers keep getting louder
The voices inside me screaming
Telling me to stop
But I can't 
The razor glides smoothly 
Across my pale freckled wrists
The voices getting louder
Telling me to stop
But I can't 
It's no longer a part of me
I'm cutting it out
All the memories
All the regrets
All of you
It's gone and I'm free

© 2012 courtney


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Added on April 7, 2012
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courtney
courtney

MA



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I'm currently a junior in high school, I'm hoping on heading off to college this September for Graphic design. Writing poetry is what has kept me alive and fighting for so long, If you treat me with r.. more..