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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 no one has 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 31st Mar 2023
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