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Kind words whispered in my ear,
Consuming burden of these chains,
Let me fall asleep in here,
Forgotten in this empty pain.
My body’s being ripped apart
And the pain’s too much to bear!
I’ve lost the warmth of my heart.
I’ve lost myself and you don’t care.
I’m still begging for salvation
And you’re still walking away
While your perfume of red carnations
Remains faded in the air.
I don’t blame you, but my hate
Overwhelms me with disgrace
And even if my soul’s decayed
I must escape this filthy place!
This time I’ve lost myself to grief
And gave my heart to endless darkness.
Despite your prayers and beliefs
You have done nothing to stop this!
Lying numb in this cold prison
The wet air’s hurting my lungs;
My teary eyes see all in crimson —
There's liquid iron on my tongue.
What is this poignant feeling
Dragging me in agony?
Something gross and horrifying:
Tissues grind inside of me!
When I die don’t hold my hand
a dangerous hallucinationThe light coming through the window was bright,
much too bright.
Even though my eyes were closed
I could see it-
The skin of my arms prickled,
sweat dripped from my brow.
It was two in the afternoon but…
the sun was setting
through the window facing east.
I should have seen the hutch,
shelves lined with bone china
decorated with delicate leaves and vines.
I was so thirsty
and reaching for cups that should have been there.
Instead I found a billboard of butterflies,
the colors raging
more than any rainbow
I'd ever seen.
Their wings fluttered and flashed
yet somehow they moved in slow motion.
I wanted to stand,
wanted to reach out and touch them but…
I couldn't move,
and yet I laughed
ignoring my dry mouth
and the tingling in my feet.
There was a tempest
on the rise
and in my blood.
A sugar rush disguised
as a riot of butterflies
and they were swarming me.
There was a small vial
of insulin in my pocket
that I nev
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