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Tick
It has been a while since these thoughts craved my attention.
All these thoughts combine into one big shadow making my day feel like a moonlit night.
5 months, a few days to be exact since the last time a blade graced my skin.
Desperate? No, more like tempted by the devil with sugar and treats, knowing I will only get carrots.
It is hard; really. To imagine a life without these thoughts, ridden against my bedpost to pick up and wear every morn.
Though I cope with only laughter and joy as well as time to myself.
Time to myself-is just time with my thoughts.
Time with my thoughts-is just time to overthink
Time to overthink-makes my thoughts get too loud.
My thoughts get too loud,
Too loud
Too loud.
Alas, I can’t seem to focus with these burning flames in the back of my mind awaiting a wick of happiness to light into ash.
I await my time; time ticks-ticks-ticks on by.
Tick.
Tick.
Tick.
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