Anti-Nice, Anti-Human

I wanted to peel my skin off today. Cut me open and give my vessel to another being so I can be free.

How lovely would it be to be free of all the pain that lives in my human form. You see I am not happy nor okay. No, I am tired and sad and angry.

I want to scream out my pain and make their ears bleed. I want to stab them in the back like I was so many times.

My gentle nature and spirit is not the only thing in this body. No, there is pain, rage and bitterness as well. They live in harmony.

But one day they will get out and I won’t stop them. No, one day you will suffer as I suffered.

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