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How does one continue to live with PTSD when the trigger is living with you like the unhinged unpredictable person it is 

How do I stop letting you control me

How do I stop myself from wanting to harm myself 

Wanting to end it al 

So the voices stop

And I'm not living in my own personal curated hell

Why can't I stop 

Why 

Why after all these years 

I just let you take over as if it been yesterday 

Just a small cut 

You know where 

Hoodie seasonings is upon us so it doesn't matter 

You know that as soon the music stops 

As soon as you're left alone with your thoughts

You will want to draw blood 

Just a few drops

Just a little bit 

For now 

Imagine how it'll sting just the way you need

Can you imagine? 

For now a cut or two will help 

Just a small one 

Not too deep, not too long 

What are you waiting for?