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Jan 2013
It's that bad again.
I want to slam my head against a brick wall and watch
the blood trickle down my uneven skin.
Hopeless
Restless
I know it all too well.
I just want to be.
But I won't let myself.

It's all my fault. It always is.

I want to watch the deep red liquid fall aimlessly down my
uneven skin.
I want to feel something.
I want to feel pain.
I want to hurt.
Why do I always have to feel helpless?
Worthless.
I'm stupid to think anyone would ever want me.
I don't even want me.

I'm a perfectionist but I'm so far from perfect.
It's that bad again.
I don't want to see scars on my body.
I want to slam my ignorant brain into a wall.
There's the anger I always feel.

Release it.
I want to release it.
I don't want to be angry anymore.
I'm too bitter.
I don't want to be bitter.
Kendra Gibson
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Kendra Gibson
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