F**k Up

F**k Up

A Poem by Enfuriation
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!!TW!! Suicide and Self Harm. There are always other, better options. Dont be afraid to ask for help or reach out to your local hotline.

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It's like an itch
it's unbearable, you cant scratch what you feel inside
and this feeling says that I should write 
write on white paper, use a red pen
focus on how straight the lines are
because everything has to be perfect
you have to be better
you know you're not good enough
you fucked up you f**k up
feel the pain
you have to want to grab the knife
and make a sheath of your skin
your heart is like gold
you gotta reach it, mine it
dont stop digging till you feel it in your hand
the rubies so precious
but this is the gold rush
all the rubies, they fall around you
your hand is buried in them
but theyre not good enough either
you gotta get the gold
gotta prove that you can do it
but no matter how hard you try
you cant make it to it
cause every time you reach that point
the rubies flood down your arm
and the cave youve made collapses as the dead flesh gives way
you scream
pull back
what the f**k is wrong with you?
you cant even die right
just wait
youll get there
and then no one can say you failed at getting first place

circa 2013

© 2020 Enfuriation


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Added on April 19, 2020
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Enfuriation
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I love cats, hate humanity. more..