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ℂ𝕒𝕟'𝕥 𝕐𝕠𝕦 𝕊𝕖𝕖?

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Themes of gore, selfharm, and toxic pressures.

Viewer discretion advised you have been warned.

Please note that the author is fine and safe, and content with life.
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Rip your throat out with bare hands. Blood stained nails as it fades out to red. All screams drowned out by bubbles. It gargles down. You have two options bleed out or drown on your own blood. Well see which happens first.

Hope you weren't planning on keeping those sheets, but hey, this is what you wanted right? The final pain before it all subsides. You can't suffer if you aren't there. They will carry your suffering now passed on just as your memory has.

Claw my own neck. Oh I'm such a reck. Can't you see I've given up? I've got nothing left to give it all was taken, torn apart, just like my heart.

Oh can't you see this pain I live in? Tear it all away. You say your the victim to be paid. That your life is such a pain. You feel so sorry for yourself you forget that others even feel. They can't express cuz your a mess.

It's not fair the pressure that is there. To give you my all when I don't have my all to give. To be your 24/7 when I have a life to live. Can't you see that I'm alive too?

Oh, why can't I see I'm just a pawn to be played and tool in your arsenal to be thrown out when broken. A rip than can't be fixed. Is that all I am to you?

Claw my own neck. Oh I'm such a reck. Can't you see I've given up? I've got nothing left to give it all was taken, torn apart, just like my heart.

It's not my fault I fall apart. Can't you see how hard I hold myself together? Well, tape and glue can only do so good. It rocks and bends and it can't ever mend. It rips and tears till all of it is buried beneath everything else. The broken little girl huddled down inside. Afraid to come out and to see the sun shine.

The scared child who can't see their own worth alone. Who knows they aren't worthy of what they have but are worth the world. It's a hard thing to understand and remember. Can't you see I forget that I am loved?

The one that cries and craddles to locked up to open up and ask for the help they need and to scatter minded to keep what they wanted.

Claw my own neck. Oh I'm such a reck. Can't you see I've given up? I've got nothing left to give it all was taken, torn apart, just like my heart.

Can't you see? You're just like me?