I'm not okay,
really I swear I'm okay,
everything hurts.
I'm fine really.
I want to see blood.
huh? oh, that was my cat. I swear.
it's not sharp enough.
hey wanna hang out?
I should die tonight.
I have food we can pig out.
oh I'll just throw it up later it's fine.
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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]
