Come in I dare you

Here it is

the poem on survival, the one you've all been waiting for

where I learned to untie the noose from my smile,

my smile from the trigger warning.

Here's your trigger warning:

I shivered when you kissed me.

I had a hard time believing my heartbeat was a good thing; had a hard time

believing the front door was still an option.

I wake up some days and remember when I used to sing bruises onto my skin,

fill up large towels with my blood,

watch it go black,

watch everything go black.

Still remained smiling;

still stood with the scars; with the ink between my teeth baring

a warning sign for whoever comes next,

for whoever wants my body without wanting my mind.

here it is

here is how i survived:

I hurt myself

I still do it just doesn't show

the scarring.

here it is baby boy come inside its about to get ugly,

you're about to see me cry,

you're about to see me shake,

you're about to find out what im really made of,

I'm about to find out if you break.

are you scared yet

this is a challenge you never step down from,

you brave boy!

you with your sword and white horse;

shining at the darkness inside of me; shining at the stench inside me ; come here,

make me feel whole.

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