Im sick
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I may not have red blotches
Nor cuts, wounds, and scratches
Though I am conscious
And no signs obvious
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Im sick...
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My lung fields are clear
heart beats, strong and steady
but I breathe doubt and fear
my mind battered and bloody
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Im sick!
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Though my limbs move and are able
And my senses are nimble and keen
Inside I feel so unstable
Only one thing, this could mean.
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Am I sick?
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As I bleed I grin
As ive committed the final mortal sin
Strength, for this knife, these wrists I grind
Weakness, for ive done it only in my mind
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(chuckle) I am sick!
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Oh, what a glutton for punishment!
Perpetually placed in this predicament,
For I sleep and wake
Enslaved by life I cannot break
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Im sick don’t you believe me?!
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Its like a cancer
This meaningless quest for an answer
Something which can never be found
But realizing it only when sleeping 6 feet underground
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Believe me, I am sick.
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Im trapped in this vessel of flesh and bone
My blood is ice and my soul is stone
When life itself has become a prison
death has become my sole mission
--graydarksoul--
