How

By: Renee

Why do I do this,

have these thoughts,

bring such pain,

cry so hard,


How do I do this,

get so low,

yet survive,

fool you,


I bring it on,

its all self torture,

all mental,

self-mutilation,


Not physical,

mental,

fake,

imagined,


Yet examine it,

cut it open,

tear it apart,


It all seems so real,

so hard,

so important,


But its not,

so why do I make it?

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