A Poem by Lexi Richard

I don't remember who I am 
and forgot what makes me tick
but the blood I scratch out of my skin
reminds me that I'm sick

It escapes my arms as I open the gates
I watch it run so free
It's red and bold and full of life
It's not a thing like me

No, I'm not out of my mind,
my mind is out of me
I am simply a hollow shell
Of who I used to be 

I scratch my skin and let it out
I dig my nails so deep
I can't put an end to this pain
Because it's also my relief

- lr

© 2017 Lexi Richard

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very amazing, you talked about something which a lot of people go through on a daily bases, everyone has something they which they could change about themselves!!!! amazing job lexi!!!

Posted 1 Year Ago

Lexi Richard

1 Year Ago

Thank you!
"I'm not out of my mind
My mind is out of me"

Poetry in motion!! Absolutely brilliant! I can certainly hope it aint truth, but for what it's worth, this is a genuine gem!! Well done!

Posted 1 Year Ago

Lexi Richard

1 Year Ago

Thank you!
This is chilling. I do much hope for your sake that this is fiction.

Posted 2 Years Ago

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