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Courage

I hit myself… Just to hurt myself. I bite myself… Just to feel myself. I hate myself… It doesn’t feel right, being by myself. I lock myself… So I wouldn’t see myself. I trap myself… So I can free myself. I chase myself… To race myself. I test myself… So I wouldn’t grow to detest myself. I do all this to myself... So that… I wouldn’t give up on myself.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2009




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Date: 3/13/2009 1:49:00 PM
Well described tormenting images, Merisha!
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