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[Loveblind]

A rough draft of something I wrote an class.

sweat slowly drips
fear in my bones
ahead waits big white cotton balls
pondering on the effect this will have

but, all I hope is to find
an exit
not the easy way out
but, the way that will remove the pain
of the permanent purple bruises on my arms
or stopping in between crying sessions
just to catch a breathe


no more feeling insufficient
and carrying the burden others
have placed on my shoulders
my ending is quickly approaching

a series of flashbacks attack my mind
sliding the razor, with hopes to catch a vein
walking through a long lane
no purpose, only a desire to escape

but, no matter how far I travel
the animosity is already planted in my heart
and let this be the moment
my face will finally be floating above