pain.


my dark world is embedded in my veins
and
I live in a world that glorifies this kind of pain

Sometimes I feel my demons overcoming me like a.... like a something that sounds good on paper.

I stopped reading, I stopped writing, I stopped listening.

I gave up. I gave in
To what my body desired.

I wanted to be somebody once.
Someone other people wanted me to be.
Perfect.
I spent my years trying to find myself in someone I wasn’t.
So here I am now.
Trying again. In a world that glorifies the fact that I am nobody.

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