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Nerve Damage
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I'm not sure what's worse
Being scared or feeling like this
Panic or emptiness
The places I go to write this all down, places that I wish to never be found
A cave in my ribs, I wear myself thin locked in the closet with my skeletons
Only I can see the blood on my hands
Weaving my nerves into a nest in my thoughts, all these words are tied in a knot in my gut and it's starting to rot
These episodes are growing old, just like my cracking bones
My nerves are torn and frayed, please say that this is just a phase
I'm not sure what's worse
Being scared or feeling like this
Panic
Panic
Only I can see the blood on my hands
Only I can see the blood on my hands


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