The Mind of a Suicide Letter

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I wish you could hear them, the screams inside my head.

I wish you could feel it, the monster beneath my skin,

I wish you could fight them, without a blade to untouched skin,

without starving an already withering body, but mostly without losing.

But I've lost.

These voices, this monster, they run my world,

All too often I give into the needs. 

I starve myself to be accepted.

I'll tear untouched flesh to allow that monster to ooze out in drips of crimson.

This is a battle. One I cannot fight alone,

and yet I have. And I've lost.

I'm a prisoner of war in my own mind.

I'm trapped in a world of lies and painful actions, and I'm convinced 

I love them.

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