i am the definition of self destruction
i hurt myself until i cannot function
my skin is scarred by my self harm
i rip apart my legs and arms
i have bruises from punching walls
but i just say they're from nasty falls
i simply crave to be alive
but my body only thrives
on self loathing and on hate
so i often wonder, is this my fate?
am i doomed to hurt every single day?
is life worth living if it is this way?


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