It’s all the scraping behind my eyes

(tw: dysphoria)
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It’s like bloody

Nails in my brain

So angry

So sharp I 

Hate it so

I bare my teeth

I’m sorry if

I snap at you

It’s all the

Scraping

Behind my eyes

Go away

Don’t look at me

If I don’t exist in 

Your mind

We can’t hurt each

Other 

But that

Is not helpful

It is only pain in

Isolation

It hurts less to be

Alone

But the nails still poke

Dysphoria scraping

Against my shoulder blades

I only 

Want

To be safe from myself