spinning down the hill
a careless mistake
when we used to pretend
fingers crumble in silence
medication catching your veins
when numbness blurs every day away
ride away in motorcars
stumble in the darkness
but you’ve tumbled into a wall
when the shadows come alive
I take a look in the mirror
Look for treatment no matter the cost
Worms crawl inside my head but I can’t capture the memories of summer
When you lay in the distance
picking at your skin
too numb too feel
too bitter to taste
too hungry to eat
Look down the mountain side
when I watch all the dreams spin into days
Past mistakes chain me up inside
Figures break on the inside
color the broken days away
Pictures I can’t keep
Pictures I can’t keep
Words I can’t taste
Deep inside your mouth
Frequencies I can’t adore
When I can’t understand the taste inside my mouth
Shattered Mind 
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