To Him (Father)

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He's always angry

blaming me

guess I deserve it

taking it in stride

never holding onto my pride

I musn't cry

not when it's my fault

I can't sleep,

It's hard to concentrate

All I can do is focus on my pain

Something I haven't done in almost a year

suddenly the cravings are taking over

crowding my mind

It will take more strength than I have

more weight than I can carry

Just a few slices wont even hurt...

I'll let them heal,

I won't go too deep

I hope...

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