Tuesday, January 14, 2025

Take a Deep Breath

 I am made of scars. 

Physical ones that raise and itch

Emotional ones that pinch and pull


Uncomfortable in my skin

Dying to live

Living to die 


All this pain is it worth it

Does it matter

Fighting every day just to exist 


What's my purpose

What's the point

You wouldn't understand anyway








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