Words
I wish
there were words to
explain
what happened
to the voice
inside my head.
I string these words to try to
illustrate
define
realize
what went wrong,
what I did
wrong,
that caused my mind to
self destruct.
I think maybe,
Maybe I could fix
my broken
self
through combinations
of pretty words
and letters
and lines.
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