you make my bones bleed.

you do not speak to me,
or when you do,
you speak to her.

be aware, i am long gone

playing my anxieties, i am left
home and alone, and slowly
convincing myself to run.

leave me now bleeding heart.

sadness take me now.
my ribs are aching from keeping
my bruises on the inside, i can
not anymore.

i can not anymore.




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