My survival
In a room full of darkness Feeling distressed in all the pain I watch as I start to overthink Thinking suicide would be the answer I close my eyes hoping the pain would fade Instead it got worse than ever As the blade slowly drags through my skin Leaving painless marks on my arm I couldn't help but feel relieved The pain isn't gone really gone But I feel a sigh of relief from the pain My story isn't over yet still had to make all proud Making sure to hang on tight Quiet rainy days turned into storms Thought I was fine clearly not Overthinking would be the death of me And still I have to take care of myself Have to handle my anxiety attacks That keep coming back like I've invited it to a sleepover How I wish all my pain would go away Maybe if I could just heal from the pain My scars still motivate me to be strong Scars makes you beautiful and strong Cause behind every broken soul is a new girl transforming
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