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Chest is tight
Heart is pounding
Hands are sweating
My shadow has found me

Thoughts draw blood
Inside the crazy
Like knives into flesh
You and I separating

Which blade is mine?
No way of knowing
The attacks persist
The frequency growing

Reason escapes me
Words are held captive
Inside this whirlwind
Potential is blackened

Myself is not mine
A thing made of flaws
Locked deep inside
And hidden within walls

A horrid being as such
Does not deserve love
A skeptical word
Silent from your tongue

The world has moved on
And left us behind
Just me and my shadow
Together for all time

Chest is tight
Heart is pounding
Hands are sweating
My shadow has found me
I enjoy laughing, playing guitar, vaginas and basketball.
Last edited by swiftyclown at Apr 30, 2017,