far enough to get close to me
into me i see
that which i’ve run from
resisting while sleeping
i fight for my life
eyes wide awake, hidden in plain sight
my anger and rage at what you did to me
and what you didnt…is what’s hidden
yet ultimately it was all up to me
i chose my hell in a bed so ridden
with truth and lies so convoluted
with pain and pride an archaic institution
how could something i so deeply believe
become so cloudy as if just a dream
was there a you? how was i me?
into me i see
you are now just a figment of my imagination
a remnant of my past, a stop at a station
i look at you now and see nothing
my body locks up even when we’re not touching
these are my last words to you
i’m closing this book
this chapter
the hereafter
because now
into me i see
teachquelle 