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My Body, My Mind

Locking up my body
Speeding up my mind
Frozen in the bed you made
While the head you infected
Continues to rewind
And replay
The tape
Seeing through someone else's eyes
My body, my mind

I'm controlled by contradictions
But I can't help breaking down
A robot going through the motions
A child feeling all too much
I don't feel real
I wish I wasn't real
Nothing makes sense
Can't make sense of
My body, my mind
 
The only thing I feel
Is handprints like hot irons
A mouth infused with heroin
Branding my skin
Clouding my head
My body, my mind
 
It is all too much
My mind hitting hyper speed
While sitting perfectly still
Acting as a blank slate
Like I'm far too real
But could disappear at any moment
I don't exist in time
And the world is spinning too fast
My breathing is heavy
But I'm floating far away
Desperate to escape
My body, my mind
 
My heart used to be worn on my sleeve
My thoughts straight as arrows
But that day desecrated hallowed ground
Set fire to sacred shrouds
Left me bound but undone
Coiled yet unwound
Wishing I could feel fine
But I lost
My body and my mind
🌷(7)

◄ Dear Mom and Dad,

Substance Abuse ►

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