What
if
I
was
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Gone?

Please break my heart
So I don't have to break yours
I'd rather feel all that pain
Than be the one to make you endure

Please break my heart
So I can leave yours intact
I'd rather be haunted
Than have to hear you react

Please break my heart
So I can live with my decision
I'd rather lose all my tears
Than have tears disrupt your vision

Please break my heart
So I'm not the one serving time
Id rather feel completely caged
Than be the one to commit this crime

Please break my heart
So I can make sure you're OK
I'd rather lose my voice
Than listen to all you might say

This request might seem odd
I ask for you to do the downing
But if we're both stuck in this storm together
I'd rather be the one drowning

If yourself
you should judge
do be gentle
we're all fallible

never forget
the past mistake
is a lesson acquired-
there'll be a better take

as with time
you forward travel
the dark will give way
to the light--once the veil

has been lifted
it's all clarity ahead
be gentle with yourself
let no tear be shed

Consonants are the bones
and vowels the breath where wings undress.  
Rooms walking faces on
traced footsteps are the rest CONSCIOIUSNESS asks of me.  

Time is the stream soaking light
into everything.  
Imagination is my brokerage with mood
and relief from talking

and much safter than dreams.

you wake up, you’re angry
the world, you resent it
your moms on ozempic
there’s no one to vent with
the ceiling makes sense
if you stare at it long enough

To die is to be free,
As to be free is to set sail.
Set sail on no man's trail,
And becoming but a tale.

Peace leads to chaos,
As tyranny contructs order.
Harmony can be forced,
As long as the music moves further.

To dream is to hallucinate,
As to hallucinate is to run.
Running across the hazy field,
Chasing the setting sun.

To sleep is to die,
As to die is to rest.
Rest from the tiring task of living,
Laying laxed in respite.