i find comfort in self harm
the term for what it is surely doesn't sound promising
the way i comfort myself isn't like the usual
i don't just cut different parts of my body and cry
well, i can't
im afraid to find out i can't cry
and that i cannot control myself
you see, i am afraid of death and life
both at the same time
the anxiety in doing self harm
isn't comforting at all
but i believe
self harm suffocates
makes you breathless
and that is so damn comforting
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