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GoodBye and GoodNight

She breathes, eats, and sleeps anxiety.
Breaking away from social norms bursting with nerves to be her own.
Quietly suffering within, attacking her enemy with words and vices.
She is strong yet unknown.

Bleeding all night.
As I stand here fully clothed
emotions running down my arms
I am raw, naked, and exposed.

The tears escape,
The bystanders stare,
Who is gonna help,
When no one is really there.

I am crying for help,
Begging for my knight.
I am screeching from my soul
Begging to be saved.

How do you fix broken goods
When they were never really good.
Insufferably suffocating
hoping for more

But this is it,
surviving...nevermore..