Friday, November 6, 2015

It's like there's two of me

It's like there's two of me
Trapped inside my head
The part that wants to be free
And the part that wants to be dead

I have to soothe
Both sides at once
For if I don't
A war erupts

And so I sit
And study hard
Then scratch the skin
Off of myself

I go for runs
Out in the woods
But my brain can't escape
The cell of my skull

I fill myself
With nutrients
But rid them all
To feel emptiness

You'd think I could choose
Between life and death
But I'm stuck in this land
Of suspended thought

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