Everyday is another battle with yourself hating and despising what you see in the mirror BOOM!! you're on the ground again crying your eyes out once again then you use your blade sliding it against your skin cause you believe your demons that control your thoughts and they say your wothless,ugly,disgusting fat etc. the list goes on and on and you believe every thought so you continue your deadly ways
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Thoughts of my Mind
PoetryFirst off not a story just some poems I wrote I'll be adding on as I write they kinda describe how I feel Also there not that great But it'd mean a lot to get feedback and some people reading them and criticism is welcome in comments to make my...
