being my own enemy

I don’t know why

i always create my destruction

even when i try to protect myself from it

even when i avoid it

 

at least i have one comfort:

i’ve done my best to protect people from the mess that i am

at least i’ve pushed away the people who would care

they

don’t

get.

hurt.

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