STITCH RIPPER

taking time to unwind

and seep into the synapses of

my crooked mind and broken spine

I’m coming undone with every

wasted time

I am a blackened beast

a twitching eye and vocalized

disease

no longer what I was but

burning into being me

its not easy to be free

not as simple as it seems

to be unbound

I’m coming apart at the seams

and seemingly

just as ugly

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