It's Real

It's real as real gets honestly,

the feeling,

the growing pains that scream from inside

the veins,

pulsing,

seething from within,

can't find any help so I take the knife,

take some pills,

take a gun,

and act on my impulses,

yes pre taken,

sue me,

but the message is still the same,

pre taken,

sue me,

I hate myself too,

I mean just look at the pretty red scars that fall upon my skin,

blood drips but I smile,

I smile when I cut and feel peace,

peace within

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