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Confused Hurt

I’ve been absent minded,
I’ve been away for too long.
Long sleeves to cover up the marks,
A smile to make me look strong.

Why is this happening again?
Why did I give in that easily?
The warmth running down my arm,
I dug to greedily.

The knife met my skin again,
He forced my hand.
I’m ashamed of the result.
And I still don’t understand.

How could this have happened?
What was I thinking?
Why couldn’t I just ignore this urge?
Why do I feel like I’m still sinking?

The thoughts should have stopped.
The feelings should have ceased,
Why didn’t it work this time?
Why didn’t it tame this beast?
Written by Vortex32167 (Stephan van Pinksteren)
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Author's Note
Normaly it would give me a moment of relief. Long ago it really did. Followed by shame, regret, pain and suffering. But that one moment felt like an eternity of bliss, it felt like heaven. I know, and I’m ashamed. Please forgive me.
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