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And, as I realized what I was getting myself into, plunging myself into, let’s not call this dipping a toe in, I saw the monster that had led me to this point He was snarling, He was breathing Smoke into my eyes Such smoke that I began to feel High Collapsing Into the monster’s arms And it was this very moment In the company of the very monster Who led me here Lured me with claws brittle and Horns yellowed That I saw myself
And let’s say I was confident Let’s say for one second I was untouchable Other-worldly Unable to fall Let’s believe that this monster With all his twisty intentions Had drawn me to his arms To breathe this fog of self-assurance To convince me I was wise When all my world was crumpling That I was steadfast Amidst a burning village
And from these arm I grew Faster stronger BETTER Than I was before Soon I became a monster I was the monster
And they called me by name For Mania has burned this town
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i told you
and you don’t
hate me/ maybe
it’s all
in my
head.
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this time
it’s
a real
separation and
i feel
peaceful, sad,
and i
wonder
what will
the
next step
be
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i’m tired of having to reach out all the time. with all i’ve been through, it would be nice for someone to check on me. i know i’m being very selfish. i am selfish.
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me: stands up for self
spends the rest of the day hiding
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when i’m quiet i notice things
so obsessively
not mindful like they teach me
i see
the books on the shelf but do not read
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fighting death
and i have scars, yes, scars, that are in plain sight
but no-one talks about them
because they can tell that it was a battle with myself.
and maybe they feel ashamed for me,
maybe they don’t know what to ask
and
who cares
i don’t know
what to say.
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and on the night that i posted the picture i knew you’d appreciate, falling to deaf eyes since you are dead and i’m drunk for the first time-that is alive-since you departed.
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On the day I left early
SleepCigarettes and beer and isolation. This time last year I was locked up. And now all I can do is sleepcigarettes and beer
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i want to be your friend and i feel like i’m coming on too strong
i need you to let me live and stop trying
i wish you understood me the way you do only with more compassion
i told you i miss you a million times too many/your ears are bleeding/i’m sorry/ <there those words are again>/help
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It's been two years since my first attempt. Even though you won't see this, thank you.
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I tried to tell you but I guess my fears were louder than my voice.
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when I spoke up for myself, I expected you to be proud of me. i don't know what i was thinking.
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