Category : Poems

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Self-destruction is a strange little thing.
Something so intimate, so bittersweet
it breathes a whisper of sweet escape into my lungs 
slowly euthanizing me
and I crave more.

Caffeine to jumpstart my mind
A Narco to numb it
A knife to release my stress
Sleep to become closer to death.

Self-destruction
a strange little shadow it is
breathes its excruciating sweetness into me 
and I, in turn
gasp out life.