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Aug 2018
Desperate to release the red liquid within my body.
I wanna feel the dizziness;
& relaxation my body hides inside.
Blades of a weapon,
Is what my hand is thirsty for.
The cuts,
Is what my arm is hungry for.
Scars of depression is what I want to make.
I tease my veins,
But I destroy my skin.
I hide my frowns,
But at home I cry out loud.
My sleeves protects me,
But underneath is a disaster.
The starting is all in my brain.
My mentality goes nuts.
My heartbeat increases.
Im hyperventilating,
& my nerves cant stop shaking.
A nervous feeling erupts.
The knife is suddenly in my hand.
I cant turn back now.
Its just at that point,
Where I cant stop.
Its just at that point,
Where I need to focus.
Its just at that point,
Where I need to be left alone.
No distractions.
No interruptions.
I need to focus on damaging.
I need to focus on relaxation.
I need to **** my inner self.
& I need to destroy whats outside of me.
I need to satisfy my conscience.
I just need to bleed.
Written by
Caterina Correia  34/F/Bolton
(34/F/Bolton)   
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