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i hurt myself tonight. a thin red line on fair white canvas, painting my emotions into my skin. and i don’t know any other reaction to the tempests in my thoughts than to shut out the pain with another perpetrator. i hurt myself tonight. but for now, it’s the only pain i feel.
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May 28, 2018
May 28, 2018 at 2:52 AM UTC
i can no longer sleep, so my mind (unfortunately) continues thinking
i hurt myself tonight. a thin red line on fair white canvas, painting my emotions into my skin. and i don’t know any other reaction to the tempests in my thoughts than to shut out the pain with another perpetrator. i hurt myself tonight. but for now, it’s the only pain i feel.
i can no longer sleep, for the image of your face intrudes the drowsy blackness under my eyelids that calls me. and your words are louder than the choruses of the tired.
#sleep#insomnia#depression#you#red#hurt
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alheath
M/the hills
May 28, 2018
May 28, 2018 at 2:52 AM UTC
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