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By CotardDelusionzPublished 16 days ago 1 min read

You're in control

Hush your soul

Shh don't be bold

Don't be cold

Don't listen to the things your being told

Your delusional

Forget your morals,

Forget what hurts your soul

You're in control

Become timid

Be submissive

Abandon what was your protection

Lose all your strength

Become a blank slate.

Cut me open

And bleed everything from me

Use my blood like paint

To create a new face

One that won't disturb your peace

Grab the pliers and rip out my tongue

Watch the blood gush

And smile at me as if nothing is wrong

Because I can’t say anything

Laugh as you watch me

Desperately mumbling

Stumbling over my own feet

How much of me do I have to leave

I can’t decide which direction to take

I don't know how to be, without everything that made me

Who am I if I become more than the pain

There’s been a separation

I’ve been battling between beings

Spiraling constantly

Staying dizzy, but I can’t stop sprinting

Trying to escape me

I don’t want to think

It’s all too confusing.

What I believe is destroying me.

I look in the mirror and see myself splitting

Wondering why I tear apart so easily

I grab my face to stop it from separating

But I’m failing

I’m not reconnecting

There’s something inside emerging

Growing from me

Trying to sprout from my body

I quickly grab some tape and wrap my face

Barely it holds me together

My features disfigured and sagging

At least I’m not falling apart

But every now and then

A third eye begins to show through.

surreal poetryMental Health

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