Bunnies Without Bows.

Pull the toxic thoughts out of me!

Racing, racing, the spiral so far out,

And leave me Holes to hide away in.

Is anyone out there listening, to a word I say?

I want to shut it out, the scream I created.

Disappear beneath the thunder,

I can repeat a life I longed to end;

Or I can stand up once again.

It stings in my veins, a silent memory.

And I wonder where this came from...

Author's Note

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