I don't want to sleep because every time I sleep I dream, and my dreams are worse than my reality and it's tearing me apart. but if I'm awake I'm a danger to myself and I never know what I'm going to do. My skin itches for the cold sharp metal that has controlled my life for over a year and everything is spinning because my eyes are burning and my head is pounding and I just want to be okay for once. Why can't I be okay just once? That's all I'm asking for.
-2:25 am
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Tendencies
PoetryPoetry that I have written during my worst moments, every poem is mine unless stated otherwise. [HUGE TRIGGER WARNING LIKE SERIOUSLY HUGE TRIGGER WARNING DO NOT READ IF TRIGGERED EASILY]
