Depression, anxiety
demons
long dead
or so i thought
back to torment me
screaming in my head
tearing at my heart
breaking everything
breaking me
my calm hanging on by a thread
as even older demons whisper
of eternal calm
one little cut
they whisper
death, the doors sigh
the very air vibrates
begging
for that little cut
for that eternal peace
it hurts
it always hurts
what is one little cut?
to my life?
my heartrending life
full of pain, hardship, and unfilled need
why must i resist this peace?
this promise?
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death on dark wings
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