Give me hell

Give me hell

A Poem by Queen of Hearts

I see my reflection
In the mirror
My eyes are blurred
My color's clear

I slash my wrist,
It's oh so bad,
The world is hell
It makes me mad

Must you pretend?
Treat me like crap?
Pretend I don't have feelings?
I'm sick of that.

I fall to the ground, 
Oh so weak
I feel like crap
My head starts to sink.

All the blood is shed,
I clean it up
I walk slowly to my bed
No they scream
Enough of that!

I drift to sleep slowly,
Unable to think
And wake up dead 
Better then I think.

© 2011 Queen of Hearts

Transition into psychosis
A glimpse into active addiction

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Queen of Hearts
Queen of Hearts


I love to paint and write stories. Sometimes I just sit and write all day, trying to get out of this land and into another. I love the smell of the paper as I write, the soft etching sound of the penc.. more..