Dead or Alive?

April 28, 2018

Dead or alive?

I'm not sure anymore

I feel heartbeat

But see no blood

Breathing

But voices tell me I'm dead

This is an illusion

Somebody wake me up

I can't see

I can't feel

I long for the sharp pain

and the red blood

I remember the blood

dripping off my arms

to the floor

Shaking, crying

Begging and waiting

For blood to come

To see if I'm alive

I long for the broken glass

For the blood

Stop the voices

Somebody, please help me

I'm frightened

I tear into my skin

Demanding to feel pain

To feel alive

Somebody rescue me from this pain

I'm hurt and alone

My heart hurts

I'm fighting a battle

I'm losing a rigged battle

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