Dissociative identity disorder
Slipping through the unisphere of my soul,
Staining my mind with the ink,
Drained from the rotting ashes of my cremated heart.
Escape, escape from reality.
Escape from me.
I always knew you would repudiate me.
But it's a never ending battle, that we both want to loose.
You are not me, this was never me.
Blinded by an idea, we could be one.
and possessed by a feeling, I just can't shake.
With the gun against your own scull,
I watch you in the faded mirror as you pull the trigger,
It was all a lie,
there is no light.
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