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Separate me from my brain

It causes me so much pain

Much to my own shame

It’s all in your head

They tell me

Till I wish I were dead

But if my head is real

So is the pain

And the shame

Don’t dismiss it so lightly

Or soon again I find myself gripping the blade tightly

This pain

As much my reality

As the blood in your veins

I’d be quite remiss

If I didn’t tell you

Don’t dismiss my pain

And I wont dismiss that vein

Or soon this blade won’t be pressed against you lightly

And you’ll be embracing the darkness rightly

© 2021 David

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