Everything I see is in red. A mix of images, everything feels so dead. Thoughts of you, thoughts of me, Everything that isn’t suppose to be. I pray these emotions will just disappear The more I think , the more they seem so real. Flash backs, relapses, everything’s there I have some sense but I can’t find where. Confusion in every direction, Spontaneity never seemed so wrong- I should have known all along. Slowly but surely I’m starting to realize I am severing all my ties. The more things change, The more they stay the same. The clock is killing me. I just want to set my brain free.
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