My Cruel Reality

My Cruel Reality

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"We will keep you safe," the doctor tells me. I smile. They can never keep you safe from yourself. *Just a collection of random poems I made. ;D WARNING: May contain horrific details.*
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People say it will get better. But to be fair, most of them never were in your place. They say you will get happy again, but how can they know? I've struggled with trauma, mental illnesses, and self harm for many years. These are (mostly) poems - about me and my journey of getting better. ! As this is about self harm and other previously mentioned topics, it might be triggering. I don't glorify it in any way, though. I'm also not a native English speaker. If you find any mistakes, please tell me so I can improve.

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