Digging through my skull
clawing the filth of my brain
no sleep for a week
Alone with my demons
whispering
mocking
creating pressure
finding release
only through violent acts

I think they're in my closet
and behind all doors
obsessed with blood
and without compassion
the s___ in the bathtub
knows what's coming next
with broken glass
I cut her face

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