Falling Back

Falling back
On old
destructive habits

Hitting the bottle
dragging the blade
across my skin

Churning emotions
sad and numb,
angry and irritated

The world around me
looks so calm
while I drown in turmoil

Why can’t I do something right?
Why can’t I pass a test?
why can’t I do things on my own?

I’m a failure.

 

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