Survivor

Maplespal

I overwear my glasses to hurt my eyes.​

Underfeed myself so my mind's deprived.​

Dehydrate myself to get the headache kind.​

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Watch the news to absorb some lies.​

Wait until the moment has arrived,​

and walk that lonely path into my mind.​

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Into the protection from realities lies.​

Past the ridge where the memories hide.​

To where I sit and time becomes blind.​

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Watch the view as my images die.​

Wait to talk to the one that survives,​

and ask him to live outside my mind.​

  • Author: Maplespal (Pseudonym) (Offline Offline)
  • Published: June 22nd, 2024 05:11
  • Comment from author about the poem: Some times you feel like you are not yourself.
  • Category: Unclassified
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