I'm lost
I'm standing in the darkness
No ground under my feet
Bright lights switch on
I'm in a labyrinth of thoughts
I take a left
And stumble upon my memories
Another right
Every date on which I cut
I continue forward
A dead end on the times I thought about suicide
I turn back but the lights turn off
I'm falling again
Groping in the darkness
Looking for something to hold onto
But I'm lost again
And you can't find me
YOU ARE READING
Poison
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