Im An Addict
So sick of hurt
I just want this life to work
abusing my mind
i feel fragile all the time
quick to snap
so why cant i snap back
to the girl i was once upon a time ago
flowers in my hair
nothing to fear
everything changed though
rainbows light my world
though drowning in hurt
this wont work
it was my last thread
now im done
wishing for a moment that i was dead
on my wrists im an addict
addicted to my own pain
inflicted as if it was a game
blood came up from skin
steel came down on it
they touched
because
im addicted
to my shame
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