I Hate
Standing at the edge.
I am far too close.
I am surrounded by
reality.
One mind thrashed by
the end of time.
Yes, that will be mine.
I cannot debate.
I hate.
But it feels.
Never enough.
I hate.
Everything.
Myself, into the eye of I.
Tears crack my sad
goodbyes.
In between death and
being alive.
I vanish to die.
Break my brain.
I am toned and tainted.
Stake my heart.
Just to extort my pain.
Hear my screams.
Believe me when I say.
My blood flows freely.
In and out of my
nightmares.
Where I shake in the
shallows.
Where I have no
shadow.
Where I refuse to
dream.
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