Isn't it funny
How one mistake
In one day
In one hour
Can be the thing that ends up destroying everything
All the happiness of those around you
Yourself as you watch them someday move on
While you're still stuck in an endless cycle of your mistake
Even years later
You still hate yourself
You still wanna die
You still question if you deserve every bad thing that's ever happen to you
You still wanna punch the ground
Until your knuckles come away bloody
Rip out your hair
Until there's none left
Telling yourself you don't deserve to ever escape your suffering
But wanting comfort nonetheless
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Everyone talks about trauma
About healing
About growth
Overcoming
Because you're better then those who hurt you
Because they don't deserve to see your tears and know they won
Because you deserve to move on
But no one every tells you how to deal with trauma
When the most traumatizing thing you've experienced
Was done at your own hands
Strangling you until you claw your own throat
Desperately trying to pry the hands away
But your fingertips only come away bloody and leave your neck more scared
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It's funny
Isn't it?
It is
It's so funny tears pour down my face at how hard I'm laughing
Laughing in a hysterical plead for something to save me
When there's no way to make this pain end
No one to pass the guilt off to
No evil to side against while I pretend I'm innocent like with so much else so I don't crush under the weight of this world
After all
There's only me to blame
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8/22/2022
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The Knife
PoetryShort story poem thing, lol. Idk, 330 words. Literally. I checked. So just read it. If you don't like it... you wasted like 2 minutes. I did mention stabbing someone, so like... If you're into that it's there... *** Okay, so cuz I made this last yea...
