Yet silently inside the screams release.

I do not throw things against my wall.

For truly.

It is unbecoming.

I do not kick or scream.

Because it would make a scene.

I do not punch things.

Because I do not need that audience.

I do not drown myself with brown bottles.

It will not help me forget.

I do not tie a rope around my neck.

What good would that do.

It would not take the pain away.

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