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So long have I forsaken This enchantment I behold Wreaking havoc on my body Detesting myself so loud They say- There's something about me Intense and beautiful Different from anyone else A healing spark in my soul That spark is an ember It's the last of a dying blaze I was raging and on fire Running on fumes, and hate My own voice is evil It twists me into knots So tight that I can't unravel Holding steady for everyone else They say- How do you exist? When I wish that I didn't My body is exhausted and broken Squandering any chance at excellence The ***** led to brain damage Two pack a day pre-cancerous lungs Near death split second decisions Trying to silence that voice for so long I'll never really know Exactly how much damage was done How much time I wasted away By hating myself loud enough They say- A lot of things to me But they don’t know my thoughts They don't see the weight around my neck As I replay every negative moment I wish that I could hear them All the nice things people say But my voice is louder than any other And my time is spent fixing family pain I'd heal myself first if I knew how But my recipe for happiness got ruined The voice in my head threw it in the trash And laughed, as my shaking hands lit another cigarette
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Feb 5
Feb 5, 2026 at 2:14 PM UTC
The Damage I've Done
So long have I forsaken This enchantment I behold Wreaking havoc on my body Detesting myself so loud They say- There's something about me Intense and beautiful Different from anyone else A healing spark in my soul That spark is an ember It's the last of a dying blaze I was raging and on fire Running on fumes, and hate My own voice is evil It twists me into knots So tight that I can't unravel Holding steady for everyone else They say- How do you exist? When I wish that I didn't My body is exhausted and broken Squandering any chance at excellence The ***** led to brain damage Two pack a day pre-cancerous lungs Near death split second decisions Trying to silence that voice for so long I'll never really know Exactly how much damage was done How much time I wasted away By hating myself loud enough They say- A lot of things to me But they don’t know my thoughts They don't see the weight around my neck As I replay every negative moment I wish that I could hear them All the nice things people say But my voice is louder than any other And my time is spent fixing family pain I'd heal myself first if I knew how But my recipe for happiness got ruined The voice in my head threw it in the trash And laughed, as my shaking hands lit another cigarette
sarah-pope
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34/F/American
Feb 5
Feb 5, 2026 at 2:14 PM UTC
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