Messy hair and bruised knuckles. Stay strong, darling, don't let them take you. Don't let the blue eyes that look like water deceive you. Underneath the shallow water is the ocean where the sharks gather to play as they devour the newly spilled blood that has flowed after you punched the wall again screaming their name and wondering why you weren't good enough for them. This, my darling, is not your fault. Their sharks have come out to play, and they will try to take you away again.
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Dysphoria
PoetryDysphoria - a state of unease or generalized dissatisfaction with life. Atelophobia - the fear of never being good enough.
