Blades Hover, hands hesitate and cover
the wounds, the pain, let no one see your past.
each deeper, harder, longer than the last,
until my insanity takes over.
When you’re having a dream that feels so realistic, only to wake up and realize everything’s still shit.
3 weeks ago - 
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3 weeks ago - 7
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I felt so miserably guilty the moment he looked straight into my eyes, because if he could talk I know exactly what he would have said to me. “Are we really that different, you and I?”
3 weeks ago - 1
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At my cousins 21st <3
1 month ago - 1
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My cat looks like toothless.
My lullaby
Its so quiet I can hear my own heart beating, hear each second pass by, the last of the rain in the pipes that run down the wall outside my window. Slicing the silence with the steady, rhythmic drip-drop, tick-tock, lulling me to sleep.
It reminds me of when I was little, when I used to be afraid of my own heartbeat. I would lay in bed, trying to sleep but all I could hear was the loud beating, thumping in my ears and even when covered them -desperately trying to block out the sound- it would do nothing; I could still feel the vibrations in my stomach. I used to think it was soldiers marching, coming to get me and take me away. I would cry until sleep faded the soldiers’ marching into my distant imagination.
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Live.
Because I can promise you that nobody, when laying on their death bed, thinks of their teenage years and says, “I wish I had cleaned my room more.”
