I sit in the bath tub
I glance down at my wrists
My tears fall effortlessly; When I recall what happened today
I take my scissors; I take the sharpest point
I drag it across my wrist; Right next to the first one
I dig deeper and deeper
Until I see a crimson color bloom . . .
. . . right next to the old scab on my wrist
Oh, and I lied when I said that I never had a panic attack, those things are almost a bi-daily thing, and boy are they wonderfully-awful
they save me from nightmares of the past and bring up things I never knew I cared about
only downside is that they take too long and use up too much energy and tears
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We are not friends anymore so why, why would someone like YOU even bother with someone like me?
All those times I wanted to erase those memories
All the pain I went through, and I had to drag others into it…
Well this time I’ll save everyone from the greatest villain of all, myself!
I will end them and then you can live in peace for the rest of your days
I will be known as a hero! 🙂
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