Self Hamer with OCD

The voices all around you are lost by your own thoughts.
Pop a pill breathe, pop a pill breathe.
All I can think about us hurting myself.
Cut, cut, cut.
Don't stop just keep pushing forward.
I make one more cut and I breathe.

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Grant-Grey Porter Hawk Guda

Powerful expression. Always let poetry fill your life. Keep expressing your heart.  

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