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Jan 5 2017 07:23pm
You call it attention seeking.
A bloody warfare, a violent struggle
My soul walks forward only to find a wall
A wall of which my brain has fabricated from thin air
Alone with my thoughts I try not to think
I drown it all with music
I call it reality.

You say to get over it.
I put on my mask and do my best, day in and day out
Sorry when it cracks and you get to see my friends
Tormented souls gnawing at the gray matter in my skull
Creatures slithering throughout my soul
But how does one climb a mountain with broken limbs?

You tell me to seek help.
Blood spews from my eyes
Their tounges seep through the splits of my mask
I'll just go to sleep for a while
When I wake up I'll put on a new face
Yeah, that's better, good morning how are you, I'm fine.
But these pills aren't doing me much good.

You get tired of me.
I've given them names now
Maybe we can be friends
Until then I'll just turn up the volume and shut my eyes
Music and sleep will be my medication
I plead for your forgiveness.

You're happy now and glad I'm feeling better.
Cold and Cursed, thanks for granting me this grace
That's their names, Cold and Cursed.
They're happy to meet me
And I them
I'm waiting for the storm after the calm

You go to your parents for a break.
That was a nice nap, what's today
Is the sun coming up or going down
I guess it doesn't matter, just a few more hours
I've been hoarding some pills
I cried so hard I couldn't breathe.

You said nothing.
This is some fine drink, good idea Cold
And Cursed, thanks for your help through these times
At the end of the day, you two know who I am
For you are me just as much as I am you
I give them a smile as the world starts to tilt
I said nothing.

Maybe you cried, maybe you brushed it aside.
The pink ones are my favorite
We're all laughing now, Cold 'n Cursed and I
My mask cast aside
I cast a glance at the mirror cracked, my knuckles bloody
Who is that, it's not me
This is a good spot, I'll rest here
I'm sorry.
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