so the circle continues, I speak on a name a vast distant wane lost in a troubling over reach that controls my brain. nothing feels quite the same....its like the words don't come out but to blame....hold the anger trouble focus but who can contain...

my eyes see the pain for when your heart buckles its like the veins retract with nothing left but the sickening thud of it falling flat......

open.....open.....open.....

I'm open but does that feel like you can see how it hurts to bleed feelings....how it controls my inner thinking....I'm lost in a vortex of my own creativity....but the creative doesn't last as long as the pain you see....


just swim if you must through the current up to the top....it's like I drown with the life vest on....how can this be if only I see just how fucked up I can truly be....

only one day rips through....juggling the hurt that seeps through without a leg to stand....I go blank I go empty....but the feeling of dread is just what's left ....don't wander alone in the darkness you might find the pain isn't temporary....it's the only thing you find when you step outside....
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