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There is a rage

Boiling just under the surface

Just under my skin



I need something to kill this

The voices in my head scream so loud

My voice is no longer able to be heard

Amongst the crowd

I disappear



Cold metal on my skin

Crimson trails of tears slide down my flesh



I need something stronger than drugs

Doesn’t matter how many holes I punch in my veins

I still feel empty

I am still broken



I pop pills drink away the pain

Hide away in my head

I can’t stop seeing their hands on my skin

Stop feeling like a child fuck toy



I starve myself

Vomit out all the poison you put inside me

Jump from relationship to relationship

Looking for others to love me in a way you never could

A way I never could love me

You shattered my soul

And caused it to shatter into over 20 pieces



I just want to die

Maybe next time I’ll get to be something pure

Beautiful

Whole