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Trigger

It comes from anywhere
No amount of warnings
Can hide you from it
Because you can't forget it

You know the feeling
The metal splitting skin
The warmth leaving from within
Arm goes numb

The feeling the morning after
The regret that brings you back
Touching those self-inflicted injuries
Just another trigger

Even now those remnants of that night
Those raised lines that fade back to white
Makes you miss the feeling
And you relapse

The Internet may be safer
But life hasn't got any trigger warnings

avolavit

@avolavit

I am fifteen. I have severe ADHD. Don't let my poems confuse you. Artist, closet poet, student filmmaker. I have a blog, it's not that good. You can look at it anyway. http://avolavit.tumblr.com

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