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I found this today on my computer. I don't remember when I wrote it or the context of my writing it.. but I thought I should post it to get feedback. I don't think it's quite finished just yet.


They settle in around me,
my friends that are kept secret;
kept close to my heart.
On my left is the bottle of pills
to drown out the rushing in my ears,
drive away the screaming.

On my right is the shiny savior.
It saves me from the pain that
is buried deep, so far it can’t be found.
It draws it out so I can breathe again.

All around me are things
I will make use of for once.
I will swallow them all;
I will cut too deep.
But it will all be an accident.