a thousand and one
not much father from where I’ve begun
from where I’ve drawn the line
a place I’ve crossed a thousand times
a scar cut deep into my sides
splitting ribs with carving knives
left in my spine
a place in the depths
hiding the death of my mind
the stench of decay
as I rot

hahahaha

I am caught
reminded by myself of the person I am not
my mirror taunts me in the dark
cuts me open along every mark
I’ve made myself
fighting daily my mental health
but here I am to fight today
chosen to stay in this roll I’ve played
a rouge to steal your heart away

hahahhaahhaaa.

bleeding
pleading
in my grasp
my heartbreak stays
the pain relapsed
replays
again
and again
every night
in my brain

hahahahaaa

it’s all feeling the same
every day the sun seems grey
the world outside sees a cloudless day
while inside it rains
i guess I’ll be okay
my advent depression never stays
soon the mania will take its place
when she finally shows her face
carves her name into my veins
I swear this year I’ve gone insane
pushed to the edge and back again
followed through too many times
dragged it out in little red lines

ha
haha
ha


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