Overthinking

I feel cold, too cold

for someone whose heart is

always racing

pulsing

skipping

stopping

and then speeding back up again.

Pills, therapists, and self-harm try their best to work

but who am i kidding? the only thing that works

is you.

you are my treatment

ingesting you like my pills

confiding in you like a client
tearing you apart like you’re the skin on my fingers

but you could fail me

like everything else

will you?

 

 

 

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