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A Million Shards (Part 4)


My hands grow worn twisting the cold brass knob, My mind, my heart, my body, all thrown astray. The world spins and lights and flashes As it begins to fade away What is this prison and why can’t I escape? Laughing coming from all around A charming yet so mocking sound Remember when you failed that test? When you couldn’t fit in that size two dress? When he up and left when things got tough? Remember when you just weren’t good enough? Constant recollections calling me, crippling me Can’t calm my mind, more madness, more melancholy Meeting false fears, feel the fires flood each end Of the ever broken mind I just cannot mend. It’s hopeless, don’t you see? It’s always been like this, just you and me. You point out my worst Then push me to be my best How can I solve a problem When each cry for help is repressed? Darling dearest, open your eyes You’re shattered, damaged, broken inside. But the only help you’ll ever need Is not from doctors, your parents, or me. This is your fault, your mess, your doing, your crime No professional could fix you with infinite time. Keep your struggles there, sealed up within Don’t you dare give up, give out, or give in
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