POEM STARTER

'Silence was a priceless gift'

Write a poem which features this line.

Blood On The Sheets

Tw⚠️: self harm, knife. “FUCK YOU” he yells at me whilst i lock myself in a room and he does too I reach in my closet and pull out my knife We’ve been fighting everyday for months it was already so loud i roll down my pants and start making my thighs bleed, i think im cutting to hard but i really dont care at this point i cant see, its all so blurry from the tears. I wipe up the blood and wait for it to stop bleeding and i roll my pants back up everything was quiet. The scilence was a priceless gift.
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