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Doctors Appointment

“Do you ever have thoughts of self harm?”

 

‘…’

‘No.’

[You feel your sins crawling down your back]

[Such a good liar, they murmur into your hair]

 

‘…I mean not really.’

[You grip your leg where the blade already left]

[Stay silent, they hum, you shameful child]

 

“Have you ever done it before?”

 

‘I… have a habit of hand biting when I’m distressed.’

[Yes, they praise, you just need to distract]

[Direct the conversation to safer grounds]

 

“Have you had any thoughts of committing suicide?”

 

‘No.’

[Just the wish to disappear to nothing]

[Just the wish to be forgotten]

 

“Have you made any plans?”

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Written by
lostling_0
Visiting my grave
Published
Mar 6
Lines·Words
17·104
Notes

I don’t know if I wanted to tell the truth

But I didn’t

Nothing I say comes out the way I want it to

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#sh#psychologist#lying#scared
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