Small, simple, safe price
Rise the wake and carry me with all of my regrets
This is not a small cut that scabs, and dries, and flakes, and heals
And I am not afraid to die
I’m not afraid to bleed, and fuck, and fight.
i don’t understand
how everyone can be so happy
when my whole world has fallen apart
and i am the furthest thing from happy
and i am the furthest thing from okay
and no one even cares
no one reaches out to me
and i sit alone in silence
feeling like my insides have been ripped out
and that i might just die from sadness.
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