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Nov 2023
**** yourself,
**** yourself.
As my breath quickens,
My heart pounds, my hand stiffens.

My teeth grit,
desperate for salvation.
Confused and anxious,
Trapped in isolation.

I want to stab myself so bad,
Wishing to drain the black thoughts out of my head
Those dark, dark thoughts out of my head.
Yet your light shone, and pushed to safety instead.

I don't want to live, I want to reach peace.
WHY SHOULD IT WAIT IF I CAN MAKE IT HAPPEN in one go?...
Why am I hesitant?
Why am I afraid?
Taking a step wouldn't be so hard,
I now will be dead.
I had a panic attack 2 days ago, a relapse from depression. Incurable disease always comes back to lurk when you think you're safe. I'm trying to go back to a state I am... fine.
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Zenoch
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