sliced my wrists.
turned up my music.
crying all night.
i wish i never met you.
my days are getting brighter,
they are getting clearer.
scars are healing.
i have to live with them, not you.
i am my own survivor.
i am strong
- October 6th, 2021
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sliced my wrists.
turned up my music.
crying all night.
i wish i never met you.
my days are getting brighter,
they are getting clearer.
scars are healing.
i have to live with them, not you.
i am my own survivor.
i am strong
- October 6th, 2021