22 January, 2019

Living with no help

Bent

I’ve got something to say
Living intensely living raw
Watching it taunt me Letting this take a hold
Without help you grow elevated
Take it from me You’ll feel the Atrophy
I don’t understand It’s you I cannot see
Don’t try to change my mind
You just Took it from me Reality
Where has this been I don’t understand
What are your intentions
Are you being rational
How do I know yours are not lying
Pure thought I see right through you
You beg Now I know Now I can tell
You want to use me You want control
My cruel vision this is what I see
They said we can help your vision
We can help you see what’s in your reality
You all don’t get this affliction
Everything I know this to be
It gets Taken from me
My Reality
Fighting to ignore what might be
I break into a new rationality
Years with no help
Take it from me I feel the Atrophy

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