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Jan 2018
I don’t blame you at all, don’t worry

It’s only a dark blank spot
it’s all part of the journey,
But it’s like a 9 foot man carried by a rabbit
My knees are trembling, crush my spine while I’m at it
But that’s not the worst, broken bones can be fixed

But I lost both you and myself along the way,
and they will be missed

Silence means it’s all okay
That’s what they think, and that’s what they say
But let me tell you quiet is violent
Those with headaches, they tend to be silent
I miss your face, I miss my own,
Look at my reflection yeah I’m alone,
Not alone even I’m not here,

Is this mirror lying, is it being sincere?
I don’t recognize myself I used to be different
But now I’m even less,

I’m completely insignificant

The silence breaks bones,
It tears through my skull, 
leaving behind a feeling dull
My ears are ringing, but my soul keeps singing
It keeps finding words to a rhythm
All this clever symbolism
It’s only rambling by what’s left of my head,
left of my mind as I try,
Try to comprehend
Why am I not free?
What is wrong with me?
I’m just desperate to break my silence,
But it’s all that I have
And I crave Your guidance

Now I look into a mirror again, 
one of those reflective soul-capturing plates
with a friend
Is that a friend, no it must be me,
Looking at myself it’s alright sweet pea
You’ll be fine my friend
Something’s happening in your mind,
Don’t even try and comprehend
Open the slits in your face and communicate
All it needs is one little slip-up and it will be checkmate
Break the silence of your screams
I might bring forward streams,
of tears
But trust me that that is okay
Because all that’ll follow will go your way
It may be hard, it feels impossible
But now I’m not asking anymore my mirror-man friend,
It’s not optional

Silence means it’s all okay
That’s what they think, and that’s what they say
But let me tell you quiet is violent
Those with headaches, they tend to be silent
I miss your face, I miss my own,
Look at my reflection yeah I’m alone,
Not even alone even I’m not here,

Is this mirror lying, is it being sincere?
I don’t recognize myself I used to be different
But now I’m even less,

I’m completely insignificant

It’s like I’ve been pulled inside out,
Taken my mouth and put it into thought
I just miss your face my good old friend
We’ve been through so much, all the time we spent
Together and alone not a moment apart,
But now it starts to feel like you’re stepping on my heart

It’s crushed and I’m trying to glue back the pieces left
My palms are sweaty, and my mind is all stressed,
How could you do this,
turn against me like this

You’re the only friend in life that I simply cannot miss
I thought we were alike,
I thought we helped each other
But now you stabbed me in the back,

My brother
You stabbed me in the back,

My father

I pull the knife out without a second thought

I quickly push against my throat,
And there stands a man in a dark black coat,
Walking me through a well-lit town is what I wrote
I shouldn’t be here, I belong in that other town
No, said the man, as he spotted my frown
You belong here but now’s not the time
I only used this paradigm
To clear that face of yours, rub your eyes,
Now go kick down all those doors
Don’t stop because there will be light,
And you will be alright
You will

The silence breaks bones,
It tears through my skull, 
leaving behind a feeling dull
My ears are ringing, but my soul keeps singing
It keeps finding words to a rhythm
All this clever symbolism
It’s only rambling by what’s left of my head,
left of my mind as I try,
Try to comprehend
Why am I not free?
What is wrong with me?
I’m just desperate to break my silence,
But it’s all that I have
And I crave Your guidance
TheMeanBean
Written by
TheMeanBean  21/M/The Netherlands
(21/M/The Netherlands)   
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   Moelle Alme
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