i took my life in my own hands

and i decided to resuscitate myself 

i folded my hand over the other

and beat down on my chest

i forced air into my lungs

i took my life in my own hands

when i decided to cut you out of mine

no one could save me-

especially not you-

but no one could save me but me.

so like cutting out cancer,

i cut out you

but i had no anesthetics,

i cut my own flesh and blood

to cut you off,

and i felt every shock wave 

of the pain.

cutting you out

cutting you off

was the most painful thing

i have ever done

to help myself 

i took my life in my own hands,

and i did what i had to do

to finally save myself.



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