one by one, a cat scratches on my arm.
one day there's 4; the next there's 13.
the numbers keep increasing
im getting more questions.
why is there so much cat scratches on your arm?
s c r a t c h e s
i wish i could tell the truth
why am i lying to myself?
im fine,
but mentally i'm losing myself.
nothings wrong,
but there's a battle in my mind everyday.
they're... cat scratches.
~dxnnxmxrl // im sorry, i lied
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red ink
Poetrythis is a passage to my thoughts and my heart that's painted with pain and misery -dxnnxmxrl
