I thought of my blade and it soothed me.

Is this going to be how we live the rest of our lives?
Day dreaming the end of it all
Being lured by things that cause us harm
Without never being sure how we are going to wake up tomorrow
Always having to be the slaves of our emotions
Dragging ourselves through the mud
Our certain destinations being psychiatry wards
Always having to take a pill to look normal and smile and crack a joke
When we smile is that our soul or is it just the meds doing their job?
Cause I am just fucking exhausted of this life I didn't sign up for
Even with meds self harm doesn't look fuzzy
Suicide doesn't sound threatening

Somebody out there is slowly pushing me to kill myself.

I am torn from killing myself and killing everyone around me.

𝗆𝗒 𝗁𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗐𝖺𝗏𝖾𝖽 𝗍𝗈 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝖽𝗂𝖽𝗇 𝗍 𝗆𝗂𝗇𝖽, 𝗂 𝗋𝖺𝗇 𝗂𝗇 𝗆𝗒 𝗉𝗈𝖼𝗄𝖾𝗍 𝗍𝗈 𝖼𝗋𝗒.

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