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Prince of Darkness

You try to trick
You try to play
But I told you
I won't let you stay.

In my head
You've made a home
Constantly screaming and
Finding space to roam.

Playing on repeat
Every reel I cannot stand
Scenes of trauma, the
Torture of your own brand.

I said go away
Told you I'll break,
It only gets worse
When I lie awake.

So I'll take your tools
And take away your space.
Ending it ...

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Bath Bomb (TRIGGER WARNING)

One foot in as she tests the waters,
Scorching hot, enough to revel in.
Tub over-flows as her body sinks,
Like her heart filled with so much sin.

Flames make shadows dance on walls,
Anxious they jitter from beneath the seam.
Chest tightens under the weight of 100 bricks,
As the air continues to thicken with steam.

Tile floor stained with a crimson splash,
So sure this way she would ne...

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SelfharmSuicideNightmaresNightmareSleepterrors

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Tied down with fear
Grief heavy on my chest
Lifeless my body lies under the weight
Into my soul, your evil has infest.

Darkness screaming to escape
My skin rips from within
Shadows form until heavily they fall
Heart stained from crimson sin.

Monsters dance along the walls
Singing to the sound of desolation
Tangling the reel inside my mind
Burning through to confuse all emotion.

S...

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Ambushed

Running through a maze of halls
Every corner turned your face appears
Desperately trying to escape your grip
Yet my mind seems to volunteer.

Just from reach of your fingertips
Out of breath, I circle round,
"I'm sorry" consumes the air around me
Inevitably I am dead-end bound.

And so I find myself trapped
Your breath searing the back of my ears
Nails scraping these walls to getaway
...

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