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tw: self harm

hi ily, let me know what u think of this poem as i am currently struggling with self harm and need to let it out.

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one paint stroke,

suddenly my soul can breathe again,

my skin can breathe,

and my mind can breathe,

concentrating on the rhythmic pulsations,

i forget the crowded canvas inside of me,

and paint my second stroke on my new permanent canvas.

three paint strokes,

suddenly my thoughts aligned,

i’m convinced i deserve it,

external rationalises the internal,

my love for the warmth grows irrationally,

as the hatred shrinks,

so i paint the fourth stroke and use the salty droplets to wash out the colour.