Finally Free
I am drowning in my own sorrow,
I cut,
I bleed,
I heal,
Repeat,
The darkness consumes my every thought,
I burn,
I bruise,
My mind,
I lose,
I'm sick of crying and sick of trying,
I slice,
O.D.
I fade,
And I'm free.
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