dondeestanlosjaguares walk into a trap
and tumble down the hillside
breaking your bones
breaking your hope
bleeding and bruised
like your tired soul

fall into an abyss
and sink to the bottom
forgetting the world
forgetting who you are
just randomly doing
what the voices in your head
command you to do

run into a wall
and break through the silence
shattering crying voices
shattering your self-worth
picking up pieces
of what once was
and will never be again

lie down
and go to sleep
shut your eyes
shut your mind
enough damage is done
so don't mind this knife in my hand
don't mind these self-inflicted wounds
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