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What do you need?
NO SWEARING, and it must be clean.
Ended April 30, 2019 • 9 Entries • Created by Rosemandle
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The Struggle In Us All
Chapter 177 of 500
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WhiteWolfe32

Necessities

I need to cut again

I need to slice up my body until

you can't see the flaws

I need to do it.

I feel like a drug addict,

I'm suffering withdrawal.

I need to see blood leak from

small lines.

It's funny how much damage

a few lines can cause.

Isn't that what letters are,

just little lines?

If they are, then

lines is what destroyed me,

and lines is what rebuilds me.

If this seems too graphic,

If so, then

take a look at statistics,

because, of suicide,

the victims becoming more and more.

How to rebuild

the fragile trust of my parents

to convince me to stop

before I go too deep?

When the closest friends can't stop me,

how can anyone else?

Why can't I force my miserable brain to

understand the consequences?

My parents have the mistaken impression that

taking everything out of my room,

cutting me off from my friends,

will save me.

But what would really save me

is a child confidant,

not some professional writing everything I say down.

I have the right to remain silent,

because everything I say can and will be used against me.

It's not just

in a court of law.

It's in me.

What do I need?

If only I knew.

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NO SWEARING, and it must be clean.
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dominospice
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Let me go...

I need someone else to be there.

I cannot stand on my own.

I have not lived my life yet.

They all say I am too young.

I try to steal bits of freedom

Try to be myself.

But they push me down again,

And my soul is trapped by lies.

I need to be myself.

I need to be free.

I need to express myself

In whatever way I need.

I need support from those I love

Not the outcast words I know.

I will do the “impossible”.

I need you to let me go.

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tashanoel
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x3

i need him

what it feels like to write those words and know that i'll never mean them

a true blessing

i need sunlight, water, air

laughter,

love

i don't need him

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Adell
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A Bath

I need a bath like a pregnant lady needs pickles at 2 a.m.

I don't need one of those cozy, long baths filled with bubbles and soft music.

I need the kind of bath that is so hot, it leaves me sweating out three years of regret, and brings me to the point of an exhaustion so all-encompassing that I sleep for twelve hours straight.

I need a bath so scalding that I will relish zero below, and be left reminiscing about summers that I thought were hot before that bath.

I need a bath that will make my blood boil and my skin ruby-red-hot.

I need a bath to leave all others behind- the kind that I will tell my grandchildren about, should I survive.

I need a bath that is hell-fire and damnation to the point that I come out fresh as a kitten, repentant of all the hell-fire I have dished out.

I need a bath that will leave me begging for the Sahara- the kind that will give me a heat stroke so hefty, I will miss simple dehydration.

I need a bath.

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abergen
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What I Need

Happiness

The thing I desperately need, and have been searching for for so long

Maybe I have been searching in the wrong places

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rouge
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Beautiful Disaster

What do I need? I need to be noticed. Wiped out of the fog. Cleared out of the haze. Standing in the middle of the room covered in colors, but filled with shadows. Dancing to a song that makes you laugh and that makes you cry. A solo dancer, a spotlight shining on herself, telling a story though the movements. Alone on a stage. Moving through what needs to be expressed. For everyone to turn, to look, to notice. You see the plastered face, but that is covering what is underneath. The abstract, dazed, dark and light mixutre of mud and bubbles, fizzing down the long, peeling neck filled with lipstick stains and infected cuts. The body with frail fingers, a strong core, but green phlem seeping from it’s stomach. A heart green with envy and red with affection. Yellow with content, but black with complication. Pink with care, but purple with obsession. The figure dancing, perfectly complicated but far from complete. An utter mess, and a perfect composition mushed together, abstractly organized. A beautiful disaster.

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