May 10, 2010
My body shuts down,
My brain stops working,
My heart goes into fast-forward,
I’m suffocating,
My lungs are getting crushed by a train
I find a razor
I’ll cut the outside to get rid of what’s on the inside,
One new scar,
For one new day,
Just maybe
I should find some other way,
To stop this.

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