I ran out of self love and loathing came rushing back into my veins
I feel as though I've overdosed on all that hate and now I'm slowly crumbling
It's like being tied down naked in an empty bathtub placed in the middle of a cold street
I can't do anything but fill this bathtub with tears and shame
First, I'm crying and I fill half the bathtub slowly
Then I get underwater and scream, I scream till I'm sobbing underwater
And now the bathtub is full and overflowing,
I'm drowning.
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Poetry"Everyone's playing checkers with their scars, saying checkmate whenever they get out without a broken heart. Just to be clear I don't want to get out without a broken heart. I intend to leave this life so shattered there's gonna have to be a thousa...
