The cycle

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Eyes shut

Deep breath

3

2

1

A plastered on fake smile

Time to enter another day

Another day filled with lies

Of hiding

Of pretending

Pretending to be happy

When really all I feel is pain

Pretending to be 'okay'

But really, I'm just broken

Unfixable

A lost cause

End of the day

Alone in my room

Releasing a sigh of relief

The walls fall down

The smile disappears

Unshed tears pile up

The blades suddenly in my shaking hands

At first only scratching my skin

Then another a bit deeper

And another deeper

And on and on

'Till the bloods just freely flowing

After that's all done

Laying awake in bed

Sleep slowly approaches

And the cycle starts again

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