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 Jan 2019 Tess
youcancallmesierra
i slept all day
now i'll stare at my ceiling all night
 Jan 2019 Tess
Abi Cash
Habit
 Jan 2019 Tess
Abi Cash
It controls her
She can't stop it
It's a constant battle
She can't drop it

It has become a habit
She can't quit
It's taking over her body
Bit by bit

The scars fade
But the memories don't
She wants them to leave
But they refuse.. They won't

It's an on going battle.
It's a fight she never wins
It's a constant struggle
It's a war that never ends

It's her sweet escape
It gets her lost in her own place
She gets to control the pain
As her adrenaline starts to race

She grabs it off the dresser
As a tear falls from her cheek
She presses even harder
Reminding herself not to shriek

No one understands
No one ever will
This habit now controls her
As the world around her stands still

But now the room is spinning
Her head is getting light
She falls back in her bed
Refusing to put up a fight

She takes one last breath as she turns out the lights
Then she closes her eyes as she calls it a night
No one ever understands my scars
 Jan 2019 Tess
Little Red
One Chance
 Jan 2019 Tess
Little Red
One chance to live

a million ways to die

So what is the reason

For us being alive?
Polar opposite of the poem "Point"
 Jan 2019 Tess
Buried Words
Alone
 Jan 2019 Tess
Buried Words
We are completely and utterly alone in this world.
We are born alone,
We survive alone,
We suffer alone,
And we die alone.
And most of all we feel alone.
 Jan 2019 Tess
alexa
broken
 Jan 2019 Tess
alexa
it came up behind you out of nowhere;
one day you were sitting there,
laughing with your friends under a tangerine sky
and now
you're wondering when, exactly, everything got so grey
and why you're no longer excited for your future
and why you no longer like to make eye contact in the mirror
and why you gravitate
towards all things
a little broken.
i know why...
you see yourself in them.
-a.c.b
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