Crave

You crave the adrenaline 

The pain

The feeling in which you cannot describe

You sabotoge your life

You push people away

You hurt to feel

Anything

That makes you feel alive

Because in reality you're empty 

Emotionless

Hopeless

And curious most of all

When you're finally done

Pretending

This poem is about: 
Me

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