Insane?A Poem by Kitten
I bite at my skin.
Ripping it open. I taste blood in my mouth. And finally realize what I'm doing. But I don't stop. My mind feels like. It's buzzing. Like it's on that static channel. I feel tired. But not in the sleeping way. I'm not myself. Or maybe am I. Exactly that. I know I have issues. I think about hurting people. A lot. More then I think about doing it myself. So that's good right? But I seriously think about it. All parts of it. Should it worry me? Yes. Does it? No. I guess maybe. This is me. This is what I am to be. But I'll stick to keeping it in my writing. I don't like the idea of jail. I feel as if I'm leaning forward. But not moving at all. And my vision is blurred. Is this what it feels like? I kind of like it. I think I'll stay here.
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