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by BlackSunflower

Every time I think I’m getting better I have those thoughts crawl up And tear me apart Reminding me of how horrible I could be Because I feel as though my recovery isn’t good enough And it’ll never be good enough One slip up and I hate myself And I feel as though I’ve failed myself As well as those around me Why is nothing ever forever Can”t recovery last over time Having slip ups isn’t fair at all on me I just want to recover completely and be the person I’m striving to be already They say time heals all wounds But for me my time creates wounds Because that time is spent bottling things up Until my head explodes and I black out And I ruin good things And fail myself I just wish to be healed And better Why do I self sabotage And why do I never feel good enough Will time heal me Or will it destroy me Like it did before
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20 / F / The Moon
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Jan 27, 2023
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