You were drowning
In the glory of your brain
In distilled city water
With carrots on your plate.
The equations on your skin
Calculate your sleeping skills
They paint the picture in your mind
Of buying groceries
In a suit and tie
But it was my canvas that was white
Where I'd lay to die.
And you knew me
The inner core of me.
A fiend for 'tine
That pours out when I bleed
Bloody, I am bloody
Paint me just like you
How you glue it all with alcohol
Disguising every bruise
But it was my mind that was white
Full of thoughts to change the dye
And it was my eyes that were closed
Linear thoughts, I am now exposed.
You are sleeping with your knife
Basking in your own desperation
Pinching yourself
When you're alone at night
To make sure you're still alive.
You carry your milk
And a strainer behind your back
That catches all the filth
That you hide inside your chest
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