When I feel the need to use.
It takes my hand in control,
With absolute screams of breathless anger.
Only my soul remains and leaves
-me-
My skeleton clinging to the skin.
Shamefully my mind desires
A quick look into satisfaction.
To distract myself from the pain
That instead burns away the flesh.
The bones stick out with warning,
The internal stabs yell,
But here I go
To heal with you.
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