How Did I Get Here?

‘Look what you made me do’ he said.

Eyes narrowed, threads of dread,

A warm cheek on a frozen heart,

Trails of red, blue and purple,

How did I get here?

Self-medicating the denial,

Constantly on trial,

How did I get here?

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