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The day ended slowly…dawn turning into dusk
The dying light fading, falling into the crust
My sanity drowning in a pool of self-hate,
my mind clouding until my body can't escape
My head on fire, tears pouring out my eyes.
This world is fading, they won't ever hear my cries.
Body trembling, hands balled into fists.
My chest is burning,
will someone please bring some mist?
The pain is taking over...
flowing through me now.
It's pulsing through my veins,
no one will show me how.
My breathing is harsh, panic flooding through,
and suddenly my razorblade doesn't look so bad
Suddenly my razorblade doesn't look so bad...