Clear Restraints

Space between cold metallic bars hide my head

A lineup of shadows feeling impossible to unlock

Trapped in a cell known well as I am its creator

Negotiating phony truces and release dates written in pencil

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On to something too slippery for my current mind state

Growing weary whenever I wake up

Compacted mysteries floating away winking with no hints available I’m lost

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Stripped by self

Under attack after every breath

What can I give with nothing left

Swear today will be different

Same old lies tattooed through cognitive dissonance

Letters written hoping someone can help me heal.

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