sleeping and dreaming and screaming and bleeding.
look through your reflection at what you don't see.
behind your eyes hide the demons you've kept secret for years. scabbed over and crusty like a self inflicted cut that was picked at too much. scars bubble up, risen like speedbumps that show how long you've fought.
if i cut you in half can I count the rings?
listen to the broom fall and wait for the knock.
you know that it's coming.
the signs all point.
that thing that you've dreamt about, that wakes you in a cold sweat and blood on the pillow from where your eyes bled. it's coming. if you listen hard enough you'll hear the footsteps and the scraping of fingernails on the wall.
it's coming. look again.. that person in the mirror. the one you hardly recognize..
that's you.
imagine that.
look through your reflection at what you don't see.
behind your eyes hide the demons you've kept secret for years. scabbed over and crusty like a self inflicted cut that was picked at too much. scars bubble up, risen like speedbumps that show how long you've fought.
if i cut you in half can I count the rings?
listen to the broom fall and wait for the knock.
you know that it's coming.
the signs all point.
that thing that you've dreamt about, that wakes you in a cold sweat and blood on the pillow from where your eyes bled. it's coming. if you listen hard enough you'll hear the footsteps and the scraping of fingernails on the wall.
it's coming. look again.. that person in the mirror. the one you hardly recognize..
that's you.
imagine that.
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Was too sick for Karasoke last Monday. Might try to make it this week. I don't know. Still sick. And tired.
Thanks for the offer to talk. I may talk you up on that the next time I see you.