CW: self-imposed violence, violent imagery
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I want to scream
I want to tear out my lungs
I want to rip each piece of skin from my skull
Scrape my bones on the walls
Crush my heart and my soul under stone
Until the sight is as gruesome as my feelings
And the blood is as wretched as my sickness
I want you to look at the pieces and face them
To pick them each up and make them right
Because only then will you understand

Just how endless it all feels...


© LiaRay