Brain Cells

from by cloudunconscious.

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Blank stares from painted window panes
show me just what went missing.
Those days, no ordinary days.
Before they started slipping.

There blows the coldest winter wind.

Have a seat,
pull out a mirror,
and tell yourself a story.
What happened to the ways
set into place by those before me?
[well what the hell am I doing
losing all my brain cells inside this
monotony?
I long to see the places I should not be going.]

There blows the coldest winter wind.
(Maybe) I swear it's (just) all a distraction.

So why have I just been here all day?
Another time,
a moment
for me to rewind and press replay.
Gathering the components
and finding all of the words to say,
that I've been your opponent.
I know that it'll be hard to face,
[I am the reason that you
suffocate.]

Creature of habit,
acting on impulse.
Walking cadaver,
dead to the world.
The former. The latter.
The before. The after.
The effects. I remember
all too godamn well.

Shards of something,
clear like crystal,
puncturing my skin.
Buried away
underneath it.
Shards of something,
clear like crystal,

tear me
from within.
Shards of something,
clear like crystal,
reducing me to shreds.

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from cloudunconscious., released July 7, 2017

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