Pill Bottles

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*TRIGGER WARNING*: please do not read if you are sensitive to self harm or pain.Its somewhat descriptive. Take caution.

Please make the blood stop dripping from the walls

Please wake the demons lurking

That food is spoiled

Those drugs are bad

I don't want to see my bones 

And peel my fingernails

I'm cold and the dead bodies are piling up

My lungs feel weak and my wrists sting

I don't think the nice people are nice 

I think they lie

I'm scared to sleep and no one will keep me safe

The bugs get on me sometimes and hurt

They go for my eyes and sores

The water here tastes sour

And the food is dusty like the floor

The floor

Scrapes at my feet until they blister

My fingers are bitten raw


I'm scared

Please help me

Take me home

Keep me safe

Please

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