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understand

you are restricted by your functioning mind

i’m restricted by my high functionality 

they think nothing is wrong

what is wrong is me

burnt 

broken

bled till i’m read

and you can tell me all the riddles that lie in my mind

because nothing is wrong with me?

you are restricted by your functioning mind

and I am restricted by the constraints you place upon me


he

he made me feel like roses were the colour of my arms

and made sure each blood stained memory was left to serve

he set the graphic tone of distress as i bled all over him

the scars that place like ink through a funnel

replenish my arm and these eyes that stare at the faceless world are pools of broken glass

scraped together so the streets may never smile again.