It feels like someone has slit my throat
someone's slowly, torcheringly dragging a blade deep under my jaw and down my neck, it hurts but ik its not there but I can feel it.
its moving down
down
down
slowly
I can feel it all
literally everything
everything that's not there
and ik ik ik
but it hurts
but I'm numb
but I can literally feel hands on my neck and my side
and they're not mine
but nobody's here
look in the mirror
all I see is me
but I feel the hands
the blade
and my vision is weak
its not there
nobodys there
but im not alone
this is torture
a/n hi! Ik this isn't my normal type of poetry, but its something that for some reason is so important for me to express. I hope you guys have a wonderful day/night. XOXO
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