I want this

May 17, 2009
By IndieSoul BRONZE, Freeland, Michigan
IndieSoul BRONZE, Freeland, Michigan
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My empty face does not reveal
these thoughts inside my convoluted mind.
Frustration, despair
I have to admit i'm crazy.
And I hate myself for it.
Hate myself
for bringing the pain again.
But someday the time will come when
I will hand it to someone else.
Leaving my body, float to the air.
I know they can see it,
sitting here for the longest time.
The world could hear my psyche cry,
but I have become mute.
If I trust you,
we could dissolve
this dose of heartache.
I could swallow it, little by little
Until it bleeds from my skin.
Every pore, a different story.
But first I have to say the words,
unlock it all.

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