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It's 2 in the morning And I'm triggered already My body is aching While I stop myself from crying It's 2 in the morning And my stomach is grumbling *I want blood, guts, cookies and cakes I'm gonna puke them anyway* It's 2 in the morning And I lie awake alone With no one to hug me Or tell me I matter *It's 2 in the morning * And I'm starting to recall Every single name I've been called Just to push me off the ledge It's 2 in the morning And I'm painting with a twist The twist is the fact That my canvas is my wrist It's 2 in the morning And I've written my last words I'm caught in the loop of paradise As I tip the chair to fall off It's 3 in the morning And my blood is dripping My parents are crying While I died smiling They open up the letter And they wept as the read: *Dearest cruelest world, Look at what you've done You've crushed my fragile heart And please don't tell me I'm being selfish Because everyone wanted me dead Sure my parents are mournful But it's because of obligation Not love My siblings won't mind Since they'll just take my possessions And I'm sure my friends won't bother Since they've all left me So at the end of the day I've done this for I pitied What could have happened If I continue to let them hurt me*
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Feb 12, 2014
Feb 12, 2014 at 6:55 AM UTC
2 a.m.
It's 2 in the morning And I'm triggered already My body is aching While I stop myself from crying It's 2 in the morning And my stomach is grumbling *I want blood, guts, cookies and cakes I'm gonna puke them anyway* It's 2 in the morning And I lie awake alone With no one to hug me Or tell me I matter *It's 2 in the morning * And I'm starting to recall Every single name I've been called Just to push me off the ledge It's 2 in the morning And I'm painting with a twist The twist is the fact That my canvas is my wrist It's 2 in the morning And I've written my last words I'm caught in the loop of paradise As I tip the chair to fall off It's 3 in the morning And my blood is dripping My parents are crying While I died smiling They open up the letter And they wept as the read: *Dearest cruelest world, Look at what you've done You've crushed my fragile heart And please don't tell me I'm being selfish Because everyone wanted me dead Sure my parents are mournful But it's because of obligation Not love My siblings won't mind Since they'll just take my possessions And I'm sure my friends won't bother Since they've all left me So at the end of the day I've done this for I pitied What could have happened If I continue to let them hurt me*
Those lonely nights when you just don't know why you feel so depressed and angry....
#cutting#sad#depression#death#depressed#dead#stupid#time#self-harm#night#me#anorexia#bulimia#sorry#morning#kid#killme#ew
sxrencorpse
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Feb 12, 2014
Feb 12, 2014 at 6:55 AM UTC
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