Bittersweet Disease

February 28, 2011
By ohhsnapex3 BRONZE, Pittsburgh, Pennsylvania
ohhsnapex3 BRONZE, Pittsburgh, Pennsylvania
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My mind is a disease,
All-consuming, overpowering my body's defenses,
Let my guard down once and I'm done for.
Always halfway gone in my dream world,
Otherwise I'm a zombie, trapped in this hell, existing,
But never fully alive.
Childish escapism at its greatest is my defense
Against this world so cold and cruel.
Go on, inject me with your "cures," your "treatments,"
I don't care. You can't change who I am.



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