Stare down at words you wrote on your own.
Face your own decisions and accept what you have done, what your doing to yourself.
No one will pity you, no one will sympathize.
You’ve caused your own suffering, your own broken life.
It’s time for admittance.
Mistakes are on your hands, lies come from your own lips.
Cry for your own damages, scream for your sanity.
Trembling hands won’t un-write bitter words, un-send promises you won’t keep.
You’ve dug your shallow grave, hid away skeletons in plain sight.
Things won’t change if you’re too afraid to walk away.
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