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a space for youth writing on mental health & identity
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a space for youth writing on mental health & identity
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![]() [Content warning: hints at sexual abuse.] My soul left my body the night you were inside me and my soul felt so claustrophobic that it couldn't stay there My soul left my body the day I concealed the crimson bruises you gave, instead of acne marks My soul left my body
the morning I saw myself naked, baked brown with the scars on the skin I thought belonged to me My soul left my body the moment your pure white agonizing cozy mattress turned red of my anger or shame or was it gore? My soul left my body the night I realized, the moon that shone outside my window was actually luminescence My soul left my body the afternoon I called you and your vigorous voice suppressed my high hopes I had from you considering you my life My soul left my body and never returned to me for it no more felt a home in this body. Comments are closed.
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