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Mar 2015
I can feel my heart sinking to my stomach
And violence raging inside of me
I can feel fighting take place between take place between my hands and my mind
Because I want so horribly to reach for the knife
I've been hiding just a few feet away
I feel chaos in my veins
Because my heart is trying to pump out the blood so rapidly
To the area you have just exposed
And maybe it wasn't me with the knife after all
Maybe it was you
And maybe it's been you that has been causing
These devastating blows to my body
And I'm really not sure how much longer
I'll be able to take
Your punches to my head
Or your kicks to my sides
Or the poisoned alcohol you've coated my throat with
I'm also not sure about your own sanity
As well as I'm not sure about mine
But I think you've lost it
I believe, we've lost it
I don't know who you are anymore
Maybe I didn't know you to begin with
And maybe you've always been a faceless stranger
And I've been reaching out for your hand lately
Hoping to find familiarity within your palms
But for some reason I am so lost in them
I am more than lost
I am astray
Perished
And destroyed
And I'm not sure who's hand I'm reaching g out for anymore to save my from this
Sinking
Ship
Of
Perplexity...
emptydurbansky
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emptydurbansky  USA
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