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Tomorrow I’ll probably be walking backwards again
Cutting my feet on the same old mistakes
Crying through my wrists and choking on my lungs
But for now I’m here and breathing
Tucking my ribs back into my cracked skin
And stitching up my wounds
For now I’m okay with being lonely
Without my shadow’s company
And I’ll find a way to make it through the night
Without looking for my blades again
With my head down the toilet bowl
And my feet on the scale

Description
Tomorrow I’ll probably be walking backwards again
Cutting my feet on the same old mistakes
Crying through my wrists and choking on my lungs
But for now I’m here and breathing
Tucking my ribs back into my cracked skin
And stitching up my wounds
For now I’m okay with being lonely
Without my shadow’s company
And I’ll find a way to make it through the night
Without looking for my blades again
With my head down the toilet bowl
And my feet on the scale