Dark times.

It’s there.

It has always been there.

It has always been there in the back of my head like it’s scratching and scraping the back of my skull.

I’m bleeding.

Then I’m healed.

Then I bleed again.

It took me forever to realise that it has always been there like a lion waiting its prey.

I’m wounded and I’m trying to stitch myself and put the pain away.

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