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Thursday, March 30, 2017

I Make Myself Sick





I make myself sick
When the will to keep going evaporates

I make myself lie
When the truth becomes unacceptable

I make myself quiet
When every sound is a call to arms
When every word is the tip of a blade
When every heartbeat is a betrayal

I make myself a hunted beast
With self-inflicted scars

I make myself a fairy tale
With wings but with no moral

I make myself old
When I confuse youth with age
And action with accomplishment

I make myself immortal
Then I curse the weight of time

Above it all
My light-hearted fairy princess
 Soars

I make myself something that isn’t me
When I forget I love you