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An Empty Cup

a poem

By Kay HusnickPublished 3 months ago 1 min read
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An Empty Cup
Photo by Alejandra Parejo on Unsplash

Note: This poem includes metaphotical language about self-harm. If you or a loved one are experiencing actual thoughts of self-harm, you can contact the Crisis Text Line by texting “START” to 741741.

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I have been pouring from an empty cup for far too long.

They say you can't even do that. "You can't pour from an empty cup,"

but I would slice my veins open time and time again to keep refilling the damn thing if it meant I was still helping.

That's the problem with me, isn't it? I know it is.

I hear the warning signs, parrot them back to others, and at the end of the day, when I have no spoons left to give, I will carve a new one from my bones just to be of use.

CONTENT WARNINGsad poetry
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Kay Husnick

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  • Dharrsheena Raja Segarran3 months ago

    I feel attacked 😅 I've self harmed since I was 18 to 31 in order to fill up cup and carve out spoons. I'm 2 years clean now but it's so difficult being a people pleaser with saviour complex. Loved your poem!

  • Brenton F3 months ago

    A hauntingly beautiful and descriptive piece which begs the question, are you ok?

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