Sleep
I close my eyes what if they never opened again I don't want to think right now cause that's a dream that I can't have I open them looking at my wrists I ball up my fists wanting to draw blood maybe then I feel something anything I just want sleep and never wake up I smile to my ceiling but it feels fake Maybe I'd just be better off if I disappeared but that's to easy
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