Your invitation
It’s like your just a figment of my imagination
Snuck in my mind
Just to find out
There’s no limitation
To how deep this gets
Who gave you the invitation
To see past my rips
To see past my scars
Do you even know who you are?
Studying my every move
Just to see how my mind functions
You see
These scars come with assumptions
Lost in a world
I didn’t mean to cause destruction
You see
I just hate to be alone
I’m used to walking through the
valley of death
With fractured bones
And no where to mentally call home
You should’ve thought twice
Before entering my dome
This isn’t a place of safety
Shit it’s my mind
And I’m still trying to save me
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