Rejection tastes of alcohol
Chemicals flowing through my brain
Filling my eyes with improper tears
Kill the impulse, blink the pain away
No one must know.
Oil and pain and metal
Glistening blade cuts another hole
My jaw is clenched as is my fist
"There is no pain" - my silent mantra
Smile, no one knows
Blood spills
Wound does not heal
Hidden beneath layers of bandage
and propriety and medication and pretense
Falsity for my own protection
Killing the romantic of my soul
Oil spills
Unimportant loss
I am in control...
Controls Controlling metal case
Rubbery skin and jerky joints
Flawless, feelingless responce
I am The Machine.
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