Drift

I am holding my breath but never releasing it.

Unwillingly bound to my own tragic chronicles,

I just need the chemicals in my brain to leave me alone.

But if the bad is cut out, the good also goes.

So leave me numb, and let me drift.

I hope I can abandon this selfish, deprecating mind

And rearrange my chronicles

To mold a mind that ignores me altogether.

 

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