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Surrounded by hate I can't help but feel worthless

All I have to live for are these small accomplishments

It's been 7 months since I dug a blade into my skin

I've succeeded in coping with the struggles I've kept hidden

I've made it through another month, another week, another day

But nobody else cares anyway

It's harder than it looks just to stay alive

When every second of my insignificant life

Is spent wanting to end it

Because I don't have the will to live it

I hardly have the breath to speak

Every trouble like an open wound leaving me weak

Yet you all expect me to keep walking

To continue having positivity in my way of talking

Eventually these wounds are going to have to be addressed

They need to be cleaned, they need to be dressed,

With a lack of anger, with a hint of positivity

With a pinch of support and a little less negativity

Is that too much to ask, well truly it is it seems

When my family is falling apart at the seams

And everyone is falling victim to this darkness

It has spread with its contagiousness

It is so hard to pull myself into the light

When I am well I can't just watch loved ones fight

As soon as I reach out a hand, their sickness follows

It pulses through my veins, reminding me of their sorrows

But it is time for me to save myself

Instead of trying to save everyone else

I want you to know that I love you all

I am sorry I have to watch you fall.

Left only with a blade in hand

And a vision of how tall I can stand

When I am content with the hell around me.

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