resetting my sobriety

I thought I was only using it to cope,

Until I tried to stop.

Watching the sharp blades

as they whisper sweet songs to ugly skin

I like to believe it helps

But it never does

Just leaves me laying on the bathroom floor

Cold and heartbroken


-resetting my sobriety

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