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For The Monkeys

When I am with you I try

so ****** hard to act cool

to pretend that I no longer care

to pretend that it does not hurt.

But when you leave my head spins.

 

I pretend for your sake, or so I

tell myself but inside I want to *****

The floor rushes up to make contact with

my skull. The pain splits my vision in two.

 

A cacophony of noise invades my mind

screams of rage, "Say Something", Skilled

monkeys intoxicated on the trapeze, Clanging,

Clanging, Clanging, just a few simple word

could make it all stop. Make all the pain go away.

I tell myself I am being brave to keep it in

but really I am just too scared to say those words.

Afraid of the reaction, afraid of what will happen

when the clanging stops.

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Sep 2, 2010
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