**TRIGGER WARNING**
(Self harm)
I wanted to say that I'm sorry
As I stand here in my sleep shirt and mis-matched socks
I want to say I'm sorry because I sit here on a cold floor at 3 o' clock in the morning on a school night crying over what I've done
I'm sorry for the way I look with no make up on and the way my fingers aren't straight
I'm sorry to bother you so late .....I feel like it's useless staying away
I'm sorry for the bruises you leave and the possessive hold you have over me
I'm sorry for the knots in my stomach and the pounding of my heart in my ears when it all gets to be to much
I'm sorry for loving you dearly and hating you too
God what you do to me is petrifying
And suddenly I'm out of breath now lurching forward to throw up what little I've eaten today and leaning against the wall to possibly grab a hold of what little reality is left
Your unbearable to be without and I need you here
And it's crazy to think that to someone else your just another razor blade
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Atelophobia
Poetry~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ The fear of not being good enough or the fear of being imperfect. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
