My veins feel
like they're full of lidocaine
like my blood has turned to
anaesthesia and pain killers
the only thing I can feel
is an ache but I don't know
where it's coming from
i don't know how to stop it-numb
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wilting roses
PoetryAnother collection of (bad) poems. *tw: mentions of sexual assault, drug use, drinking, suicidal ideation and self harm* -a collection of poems that document my experiences with my mental health throughout high school. a warning: i had a few undiagn...
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My veins feel
like they're full of lidocaine
like my blood has turned to
anaesthesia and pain killers
the only thing I can feel
is an ache but I don't know
where it's coming from
i don't know how to stop it-numb