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Every night it's the same thing over and over and over again.

By T.D.

Every night it's the same thing

over and over and over again.

And I'm honestly getting so tired of it.

I'm tired and yet sleep eludes me-

my eyelids grow heavy

but my thoughts grow heavier;

my demons are screaming

I need you to hold me-

I'm Seventeen

Thinking of unzipping my veins

And ripping apart my skin.

Maybe then I'd have a reason

For why I feel so empty.

My veins tangled,

or something maybe lodged between my ribs

or maybe my lung

I'm not sure what it is

but it feels like something inside of me is broken

Maybe I just don't belong-

My body is not my own-

The human body can be so uncomfortable to live in

and that's maybe why so many

Try to escape

by tearing into their flesh

Trying to bleed out the negativity

So tightly packed in this shell we call our skin.

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