I like to gamble with death to see how much longer I can go on,
Reckless behaviours can't last forever, something's gotta end,
It's either gonna be me or all the bad things i do. It's easy to think that it's all okay, it's easy to pretend. I know that too much whiskey too fast never sits right, and that watching blood drip down my thigh is never a good sign.
Self destruction becomes the norm when you wanna feel something,
Nothing ever fills the void, the piece I'm missing inside.
My brain doesn't work right, it never stops overworking,
It is never quiet, so I give into deleterious impulses, I want to feel control but nothing I do is calculated, nausea crashes over me, I do whatever my first thought says.
Feeling good should be an item on a bucket list, but it's there and I'll never finish it, I'm not gonna last.
I don't play my cards right, I don't have a good chance.
The end is coming near, and it's coming very fast.
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Self Harm,depression, Suicide Quotes
PoésieAnd like the moon she had a side so bright that even the stars couldn't shine on it but then again she had a side so dark that even the sun couldn't burn it.
