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What It Takes– Part 1
Just one last time
They’ve heard it before
about thirty last-times ago.
And they’ll hear it again.
Every time I say it,
It grows further from the truth.
My life has turned into the lie that I’ve
created.
Pain relief.
Sweet nothingness
as I take another ride with my friend.
But it’s also my enemy
because it’s an abusive relationship.
It takes and I
get nothing back.
Pain.
My energy vampire.
Taking everything I have,
everything I own.
Until I have nothing left.
Until I’m sucked dry
of all emotions
of all thoughts.
Until I’m only a shell.
So close to the edge.
If I look down, I’ll fall.
Faster.
Because I’m all ready falling.
There’s nothing I can do
because there’s no going back.
No stopping.
No turning around.
It’s all for you.
For your entertainment
to see me crushed and
flattened by myself.
You watch me
and you see me.
But do you notice that
I’m actually dead?
Just stop caring.
Let go of everything.
You don’t actually know me
anyway.
So just let go
and watch me spiral.
You masochist.
I’m hurting you, too.
And the pain will return
when you’re gone.
But I have my friendly enemy
to coax me away
and temporarily heal my wounds.
You won’t be there
and you won’t notice.
But I’m actually alive.
And I do need you.
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