Buzzing in my ears,
shivers in my body
poison running through my veins
my skin is toxic.
Unknown places
and unknown faces
I am seeing people that aren’t there
In trying to bury a part of myself
I destroyed the only home I ever had
I hated my weakness
yet I reveled in it
The mirror to the future showed
what I could become
It scares me but I have no power
to stand against it.
When my head hits the pillow
I silently promise I will do better tomorrow
Yet the cycle continues
each morning
I stabbed myself in the gut
and instead of removing the knife
I twisted it and pushed deeper
The only blood on my hands is mine
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