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Nov 2017
Hand is shaking silently as you reach for the medicine
You want to pull your hand back but you’re too weak for it
Turn to walk away before you remember again
That you’re doing this for me
That you’re doing this for you
Framed five stitches on the left side of your mind
A broken glass was what did the harm
Not the thoughts in your head or the hand that you loved
Behind the bandage
Do you need to know what took what we had?
Look me in my closed eyes and tell me if the fall from the chair was that bad
What raced through your mind
I took my last breath then read it all
To taste the bitterness

I made my way to the throne, but darkness is all what surrounded me

Tonight's gear:
Blades, bank cards and a white dress
Tonight's mission:
Red fountain, Shakespeare lines and an empty chest
Watching you cut
Your skin puffs, pulling out my guts
Flawless, sprint through time
Blood river flowing perfectly, our blades rhyme
It tingles
it burns
So that’s only the worst
Your body is in pain but your mind is at ease
One turns to two and two to four
At this point you just keep asking for more
There’s no stopping yourself from the warmth flowing through your tongue
Everyone else is happy so why can’t you be too?
Everyone’s blood is red, why yours is blue
It stings, I can see it in your eyes
Your gums getting numb, my nose too
You only want to feel the pain to feel the rush
Enjoy the satisfaction

She was drowning and nobody saw her struggle
I saw it all during another sleepless night trapped in my own mind..
Empty bottles saved us
Written by
Majid  24/M/Dubai
   spacewalker and Toriana
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