scabsA Poem by zeronineighttw: mentions of wounds and bleedingwounds don't heal when you keep picking at the scabs, i don't think
the holes in your chest don't disappear when they stab it over and over
surely, there must be a way to face your demons and not die every time
there must be an option some sort of out, some form of distance to not keep bleeding
i'd like a way to stop bleeding. there has to be, somewhere © 2021 zeronineight |
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Added on April 15, 2021 Last Updated on April 15, 2021 Tags: depression, mental health, metaphors, toxic relationships AuthorzeronineightPhilippinesAboutjust trying to paint images of all my extremes she/her. 21+ icon from picrew more..Writing
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