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Box of Dark Things

Too many people suffering in isolation, lets start a conversation.

Monday …

day one of the slide …

and I’ve managed to quell the dark things inside.

I take a deep breath, supress the sigh …

push out my chest and hold my head high

The flex and the dark things are tidied away

A quick self-esteem pep-talk, then face the new day

It’s by no means plain sailing but I cope, strugg...

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Aftermath

entry picture

I attempted suicide,

But I didn't die,

Not losing my life,

But what it means to be alive.

I'm drained of all motivation to continue,

But also of all strength to follow through,

I shouldn't be here,

It hurts, but it's true.

My days feel so long,

My existence feels so wrong,

I can't look at life the same,

Because I simply don't belong.

I can't be happy,

Or even...

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harakiri.

Sometimes I over drink.
Oops I mean overthink.
Ah fuck it, it's the same damn thing.

I over pour my glass leaving no room for coke.
The voice repeating in my head of the last words you spoke.
You ask why I'm self destructive but the truth is I dont know.

I'm starting to think that the devil is a lie.
The only evil we see is what we bury inside.
I'm going to lose to myself, it's only a matt...

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subway tracks.

Honestly,
The last two weeks
The subway tracks
Below my feet
Have looked like a pretty face the first time you see
Hauntingly appealing 

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bathbomb.

I would rather like
To end my time
In an ivory, crawfoot tub

Roses with their petal ashes
change the calm of surface glass

Such a stark contrast
between the swirls and waves
beneath the black;

My handmade,
homemade,
bath grenade

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Lost and Found Pt 1 (Graphic content)

Lost and Found  Pt 1

 

My life

my lost family

Ripped apart.

I curse the

f’n opiates.

 

Sectioned is

The new PC

name.

Locked up in this

‘Mad House’

Tis’

The same.

 

Nothing PC can

Be found.

Drugged up

On the floor

In a piss soaked

gown.  

                      Po

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