“Relief is here, no more tears.”

They say as I try to disappear.

I don’t understand why they care

I wish they’d leave me alone instead.

They want me home, they want me safe.

When all I want is to escape.

They give me medicine to give me peace.

I just need to kill my inner beast.

“It’s your state of mind, in your head”

As I try to be with the dead.

I fight and scream but it’s no use

I just struggle with self-abuse.