Wrist Cuts

Wrist Cuts

A Poem by Grey Evanescent

Wrist cuts
tell things
that words
are never
enough to.

They never
leave scars
because people
never give
them time
to heal.

A wound
that lasts
for eternity.

A pain
that no medicine
can cure.

© 2017 Grey Evanescent

Author's Note

Grey Evanescent
another thing that popped in my head.
a random popcorn, no, i think it's a cheese flavored one.

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Added on January 20, 2017
Last Updated on January 20, 2017


Grey Evanescent
Grey Evanescent

Hilongos, Leyte, Philippines

Hi! I'm Evanescent Grey! I'm 15 years old I love~ reading and writing (isn't that obvious?)(Stop talking to yourself)(Whatever) I also love math and philosophy. I'm a biiiig fan of anime it has .. more..