I feel my old burns heal over again The restlessness of withdrawals still here Just one more cut to quiet thoughts within Just one more burn to calm the constant fear Just one more viewing to feel less alone Though I have endless private tabs lined up Just one more drink while I scroll through my phone A new shopping spree to feel like enough But my demons will never go away I cut, drink, and ******* to drown it out Who cares if I lose touch, I love the pain I've already far outlived my planned day My plans keep shattering, I've no set route But I can't have you see me like that again
Mostly a venting piece bc I'm trying not to relapse into self harm and sometimes addiction kicks your *** really suddenly 60 days in.