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My Drug

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I slowly drag the red marker across my wrists.
I close my eyes, imagining my blood spilling out.
I'm trying so hard not to cut again,
Experimenting with every substitute I can think of.
But I miss the pain, the satisfying sting of the blade,
And it hurts to deprive my nerves of their daily incisions.
It's become like a drug where I'm the addict forced into rehab
And the detox leaves my body aching, aching for my fix.
I feel I need it, the darkness surrounding me,
The voices screaming in my head not to fight, to give in.
And though I know it's wrong to give up,
All I want is to fill my body with my drug.
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Thelovelybad1's avatar
I love this, beautiful written and simular to what I've been feeling and have wrote about