Living this Skin

I hurt everywhere. The mirror lies and my head lies, to the very head that seeks the truth. Everyday is a tightrope walk. I, more often than not, fall into the jagged rocks underneath.

I rise again the next day with some thorns still piercing my skin, while some wounds have started to fester-

Only to walk the tightrope

Again

And again

Yet again.

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