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Oct 2018
I've never let anyone in

At least not all of the way

The door is open, but only part of the way

They can step inside but

The most important door is locked

On those nights when everything is dark

When I know I'm mediocre at best

When there's a flood of tears

And I can't give a reason to them

When I yell in my head

Asking God why he gave me this

Why he made me so **** breakable

I don't mind the broken bones

The scars make us who we are

It's the ones inside I can't stand

The ones behind the door that's locked

Even the things I thought I was good at

Mediocre is the word of the day

But it's only at night

These demons come crawling in

When the world seems to shrink and expand infinitely

And I can't see the end

But feel the edges creeping closer

When I can't breathe for fear of poison

But it's already there, in my head

In that room I keep away from everyone

The poison is a part of me

And I just wait for it to **** me

But maybe it will just stay there

I'm too mediocre for it to care

Whether I live or die
Shannon Butler
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Shannon Butler  27/F/Massachusetts
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