Full Circle

You make hating myself easy. 

Because it’s so easy for you,

To turn me inside out.

I beat bruises into my thigh,
They are easier to justify.

Self harm doesn’t have to be scars. 

And these teeth clattering sobs,

This chest heaving,

Panic attack inducing breathing

Has started to spell out..

Karma. 

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