*TRIGGER WARNING*
I tried to stab myself to death several times
Too many times to count
The cuts and bruises on my stomach where I couldn’t seem to pierce my skin
When I put the knife in my throat
And my blood poured from my neck
I couldn’t quite push it in hard enough
To kill myself
Due to your torture
All of your torture
I couldn’t even do it for Mother Earth
Psychosis
The abuse
The pain
The struggle
The fear
The torment
Of your souls
Comfort zone? Interesting
How much blood does it take?
To remind you that we’ve all been through it before
To not allow yourself
Love
Healing
Bullshit, is it?
STOP
With this mentality
Sure, if you’re training for a marathon
Train
No pain, no gain
I get it
But if you can’t learn how to
Let the love in
Accept the cuddles
And cry your heart out
You’ll never be truly free


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