I hurt myself today, because pain is the only thing I feel. The familiar sting from the wound I created. I hide my pain, but I cannot forget my regrets. I have become some one else, you won't recognize me. Everyone I know ends up leaving. all I have left to give is the pain that I have caused. I am broken, ravaged by time. I cannot escape myself to reach where you have gone. Still I'll fight on in hopes to find a way to live with myself.
My thoughts are destroying me, regretting my past. Everyone assumes I'm fine. That I'm okay inside my mind, but I am stuck in an endless loop of self hatred. Unless I try to pick myself up again, I will always be on the losing side because I am confused. I don't know what to fight for, I don't know why I scream. I don't know why I say the opposite of how I feel. I've been falling for so long that I've forgotten how it started. I know I'm not alright. I want to break this habit that's eating me away. Desperate to break the habit and left with no options again, but the drug of my mind that shows a delusion of a happy fantasy. I can't keep this up, my strength has given out. I'm the only one at fault, so let me show you this is how it ends.
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