I keep telling myself that I can stop the self harm
but i can't-
I keep finding myself huddled up on the bathroom floor
blade in hand-
so then I ask myself...
Do I even want to stop?
the crimson red liquid pores from my insides
and all of the emotions clawing at my guts as well.
there's this demon in me i have to get out
the demon lives in me
-Lynn
May 25, 2018
May 25, 2018 at 11:37 AM UTC
I keep telling myself that I can stop the self harm
but i can't-
I keep finding myself huddled up on the bathroom floor
blade in hand-
so then I ask myself...
Do I even want to stop?
the crimson red liquid pores from my insides
and all of the emotions clawing at my guts as well.
there's this demon in me i have to get out
the demon lives in me
-Lynn
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