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sleepy-eyed, walking through the field of landmines and bombs. right foot left foot no protection. pain up to my brain and down to my feet. not a single thought behind these eyes except destruction. cold clang of hospital metal, warm drip of intravenous. why am i shaking? am i terrified? unfamiliar with this feeling, the strangeness of an ownership that has never been mine. i am afraid of this part. afraid it might fester, rot in the corner, away somewhere unable to be seen but forever existing. i am left hoping and praying to simply concave, implode, fall apart one last time, for the last time. i need this, with every ounce of my being i need this. i must destroy this monster outside so i can destroy the one in me.
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Jan 22, 2021
Jan 22, 2021 at 8:30 PM UTC
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sleepy-eyed, walking through the field of landmines and bombs. right foot left foot no protection. pain up to my brain and down to my feet. not a single thought behind these eyes except destruction. cold clang of hospital metal, warm drip of intravenous. why am i shaking? am i terrified? unfamiliar with this feeling, the strangeness of an ownership that has never been mine. i am afraid of this part. afraid it might fester, rot in the corner, away somewhere unable to be seen but forever existing. i am left hoping and praying to simply concave, implode, fall apart one last time, for the last time. i need this, with every ounce of my being i need this. i must destroy this monster outside so i can destroy the one in me.
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20/Non-binary/California
Jan 22, 2021
Jan 22, 2021 at 8:30 PM UTC
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