Black Despondency
I find beauty in the bruises
And in the blood.
I bend over backwards
To beat myself up.
I break my bones
And burn my cuts.
A beloved brutality,
As I self destruct.
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Anxiety & Apathy: A Collection Of Poems
Poetry- A Collection Of Poems - I tear myself to pieces And hope to be whole. ⚠ TRIGGER WARNING ⚠ Contains imagery and subjects of: - Self harm - Suicide - Disordered eating - Mental illness
