distract//destruct

i need distractions

to get me through

another damn day

in heaving my guts,

choking on oxygen,

and bleeding plays

i need distractions

so the chagrin will

stay the fuck away

if the pain doesn’t

work, then maybe

dying’ll have its way.

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