a scene keeps popping up in my head
its calling me
I lay on the ground
all alone
like I've always dreamed of
cuts all over my body
not deep
just there
I admire them
it gives me calm
music is playing
its summer
the fan is on
the music is calm and silent
like a whisper seeking through the air
I feel at peace
light leaks at the window
a soft line
knowing I cant have this angers me
it ruins everything
so I ruin myself
Feb 6
Feb 6, 2026 at 11:08 AM UTC
a scene keeps popping up in my head
its calling me
I lay on the ground
all alone
like I've always dreamed of
cuts all over my body
not deep
just there
I admire them
it gives me calm
music is playing
its summer
the fan is on
the music is calm and silent
like a whisper seeking through the air
I feel at peace
light leaks at the window
a soft line
knowing I cant have this angers me
it ruins everything
so I ruin myself
