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Jun 25
Shadows rot beneath my ribs, panic waltzes razor-thin  
Voices in my head clash—battle cries where night begins  
Strangers drive my bones toward the edge I forgot  
Mirror swallows me whole—no rescue from glass  

Who am I? Splitting to survive  
One soul, fractures come alive  
Internal kingdoms burn while the pieces wage blood  
Heavy weights crush the beating flood  

Synapse cracked open, thunder in my veins  
Cycling through faces, chaos loves its chains  
Masks devour each other—nothing stops the spin  
Identity dislocated—where do I end or begin?  

Rage erupts—fists pound the void, chaotic stream  
Shell of a thought, stitched inside this dream  
A hundred voices rise, all tugging at the seam  
Freedom not freedom—it weeps in the scheme  

Who am I? Splitting to survive  
One soul, fractures come alive  
Internal kingdoms burn while the pieces wage blood  
Heavy weights crush the beating flood  

Truth bleeds out through prisms cracked and cruel  
Clock ticks backward—reality’s duel  
Mind’s a maze—no compass, no absolution  
Screams starve in silence—dose me with dissolution
Written by
Sam Riley  36/M
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