"I was in constant pain,
With no gain,
I wanted relief,
but with no belief,
I started hiding it."
"Thus i drew some lines on my body,
Until it became a hobby,
It helped me to hide,
As I cried,
Nothing seems to be bright anymore."
"Couldn't find happiness,
Falling into a deep delirious,
All I see in the darkness that bounded me are,
Copyright © twinklingfire Fighter | Year Posted 2019
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