My Dark SecretMature

I think about it sometimes

My dark secret

The release it brought

The power

The control it returned

It helped

My dark secret

But then it brought shame

Having to cover up its’ impact

The long sleeves

The permanent scars

The pain

Now I’m not so sure

If the momentary release

From this dark life

Was so worth it

After all.

The End

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