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Chaotic Calmness.

I’m half way through insanity,
Hanging by a mere thread of lucidity,
Dangling precariously off a slippery edge,
Wishing beyond reason that I was already dead.
My mind is slipping,
My heart is ripping.
My hands are shaking,
And my voice is breaking.
Waves of madness crash over me,
Weighing me down, with thoughts of what should be.
And then, calmness hits,
As each damned wrist is slit.

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I don't practice any self violence. My life, while not to my utter satisfaction, is just not that bad. However I do know of some, whose lives are just that bad.

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  • Nothing But No
    August 10

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    Not a fan of rhyme I'll tell you that right now but this was presented in a really well thought out manner. I know this battle well, and I appreciate this piece. Thank you for sharing.