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Can you see them? The wounds internal Leaping again Over new hurdles The air is thin My skin is thinner Infection spreads Pull the splinter It's been a pleasure Under the knife And it's a privilege To be alive Surrender is an option Though it is bitter It's strength, not weakness I'm holding the blister In comes the tide With a heart closed wide The right choice The wrong outcome Filled with white noise Mind held for ransom Personal growth Ripped out root and stem Emotional drought Break down the dam It's been a pleasure Under the knife And it's a privilege To be alive Surrender is an option Though it is bitter It's strength, not weakness I'm holding the blister In comes the tide With a heart closed wide Breathing easy Choke back the truth Showing the scars Hiding the bruise Carrying baggage And the world's weight En route to ruin Stopped at the gate Learn from mistakes To make thing worse No peace at rest Live through the curse It's been a pleasure Under the knife And it's a privilege To be alive Surrender is an option Though it is bitter It's strength, not weakness I'm holding the blister In comes the tide With a heart closed wide
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Dec 18, 2015
Dec 18, 2015 at 12:44 AM UTC
Lies of Omission
Can you see them? The wounds internal Leaping again Over new hurdles The air is thin My skin is thinner Infection spreads Pull the splinter It's been a pleasure Under the knife And it's a privilege To be alive Surrender is an option Though it is bitter It's strength, not weakness I'm holding the blister In comes the tide With a heart closed wide The right choice The wrong outcome Filled with white noise Mind held for ransom Personal growth Ripped out root and stem Emotional drought Break down the dam It's been a pleasure Under the knife And it's a privilege To be alive Surrender is an option Though it is bitter It's strength, not weakness I'm holding the blister In comes the tide With a heart closed wide Breathing easy Choke back the truth Showing the scars Hiding the bruise Carrying baggage And the world's weight En route to ruin Stopped at the gate Learn from mistakes To make thing worse No peace at rest Live through the curse It's been a pleasure Under the knife And it's a privilege To be alive Surrender is an option Though it is bitter It's strength, not weakness I'm holding the blister In comes the tide With a heart closed wide
This is actually supposed to be a song, but I also like it as a poem
#lies#broken#heart
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joshua-helmuth
25/M/American
Dec 18, 2015
Dec 18, 2015 at 12:44 AM UTC
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