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And You Said "Oops"

I’m self-destructing. 

 

You pushed the button.

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The Subtle Ways I Suffer

I make myself suffer in subtle ways.

 

In constantly drinking the worst flavor of Monster Energy.

In dragging smoke into my lungs time and time again.

In breaking promises to myself, to my friends.

In failing all my classes.

In not taking my meds.

In falling in love with two of my best friends.

In refusing to tell anybody any of this. 

 

Pain tastes so much better in ...

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Oh.

 

I told you I would die without you.

 

A part of me did. The rest of me fought to follow it.

 

And you might be back now, but death is permanent.

 

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I Don't Know the Definition of "Metaphor"

There's a metaphor here, somewhere;

It’s in the delicate lace gloves hiding my self harm scars.

 

There's a metaphor here, somewhere;

It’s in the lipstick smile I paint on my face.

 

There's a metaphor here, somewhere;

It’s in the smoke I choke on, the smoke I purposefully pulled into my lungs.

 

There's a metaphor here, somewhere;

It’s in the semicolon I placed in th...

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