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In the absence of sleep
I thought this pain was good
I thought this pain was good
That it was part of a change
An overall change
A change that I wanted
Back into a better state
Back into a state I wanted
But I was wrong
I was wrong
And now it hurts me to say
To say to myself
That this pain is wrong
That this pain is not good
That this pain is not supposed to be
It is like the others
It is not what I thought it to be
I evolve forward and I can't go back
Something fooled me to believe,
To think,
To believe I wanted
To go back
And now I see that there is a cloud
A cloud that shrouded me,
And my thoughts
That raged lies to culminate a spot in my mind
And as that spot remained
Its infection seeped slowly,
Slyly
Pouring itself out into my mind
Disturbing me
Deceiving me
Infecting my mind in an old, old way
And it thought I would not notice
But ah!
Blissful has been my pain
My journey of pain
MY PAIN
Not you, not this devious pain which I feel now
No, my pain, is older than you
My pain, which I will never forget
For I've ingrained it in me now
I've etched it into my brain
Scribed it into my soul
And the scars are still healing
For I nurture them so
I nurture them for me
And now, and now,
Though it hurts me to say
Yes it hurts me to say
And I find it hard yet to see
I find it hard yet to believe
That this pain was not what I thought it to be
That this pain is different to what I believed it to be
This pain is quite clear
It is them
Happening again
In another body
In another face
Through another voice
A parasite of the day
A leach of the night
Befriending my spirit
Trying for my soul
All so that it can run
From itself which it so defiles
From itself which it self demises
Self despises
An eternal grief
From a eternal griever
Whose only hope
Whose only purpose
Is to hide in my light
To hide in my life
While it feeds on my goodness
To make itself feel whole
And all the while
I lay bleeding
While it tells it's not cold. |
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