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Dangerous Thinking
Just thinking is dangerous
My brain tells me,
Your worthless, no one loves you
I'm trying to show my emotions
Maybe the hot dripping red tears on my arm
Will help me feel
But will it help?
Each cut is my anger, my guilt, my sorrow
Each cut is a release
But is it really?
Is anything leaving me?
Yes
Is my warm heart, it's turned cold
Its become a war
This war is all in my mind
This war is a battle of life and death
My brain tells me,
Your worthless, no one loves you
I'm trying to show my emotions
Maybe the hot dripping red tears on my arm
Will help me feel
But will it help?
Each cut is my anger, my guilt, my sorrow
Each cut is a release
But is it really?
Is anything leaving me?
Yes
Is my warm heart, it's turned cold
Its become a war
This war is all in my mind
This war is a battle of life and death
Published 26th Oct 2014
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