goodbye
i draw the pain upon my skin,
each cut a silent scream unheard,
a bleeding map of battles fought
inside the dark corners of my mind.
the blood flows - red truths i cant say,
whispers of a heart breaking quietly,
fragile threads pulled tight, unraveling -
until all thats left is the weight of wanting to end.
i stand on the edge of myself,
wounded and worn, searching for release,
where the scars speak louder than words,
and the silence become a final breath.
Goodbye.
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