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Both of me

Get to know me. Both of me.  
Only half for you. So fortunately,  
I barely know the real me.  
It doesn’t bother me at all, only half you see.  
 
As bright as I am in daylight, the darkness consumes my frail side.  
Waking up with blood stained hands seems routine.  
Maybe I should chain myself at night...  
Keep my hands clean.  
 
“Get help” is what I hear most people think.  
I’m pretty sure both of me go to a different shrink...  
 
My mind consists of plot holes.  
Dangerous grounds filled with wroth moles.  
 
I can’t decide if I’m suicidal or a soon to be murderer.  
I can’t figure out if my wife left me,  
or if my alter demon is the reason why I haven't heard of her.  
 
I feel like both of me are the mirrors we look into.  
I feel like slowly but surely our minds become see through.  
 
Both of me.  
I’m whatever both of me chose to be.
Written by Drieks
Published | Edited 22nd Apr 2024
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