So many whispers in my ear…so loud and scratchy, they won’t stop. I pace across the room, over and over, ruffling my hair and pulling at the skin, watching it stretch off my bones and into my controlled palm.
Peace fills the sectors of my brain, a euphoria we all hold tight, as the world tears through the warm core of our bodies.
Intrusive thoughts slip between the cracks, all day, wishing to be better but can’t find the words to cease their cries.
Oh, how cruel it is to let myself go, who really is the vessel behind my unrecognizable face? Maybe no one ever knew… Maybe they never wanted to.
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