Did I cross the line? Break a boundary? Crack a foundation?
I cannot see the damage that I have done, but I sure feel the sting of blank consequences.
What line did I break to cause this agony?
Please tell me what I did wrong. Please tell me what I did to deserve this.
I’m six feet deep in pain, and the worst has yet to come.
It burns my skin to ash, splits my bones, slits my veins, drains my blood, fails my organs…
Shatters my soul, breaks my spirit, ends me…
I’ve died millions of times only to come back that I never truly lived, and never truly died.
Everything reminds me of the wrong in me instead of the right. God I wish I didn’t care anymore.
I wish I didn’t care anymore.
(inspired by anonymous)
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