At That Low Point – Episode 12

Fragments

Fragments of mental scattered unmindfully

Unaware of its implication my mind shatters reality

Breaking the fourth wall in pieces, spread across my mind

A journey of defragment, my true self locked in confinement

A jigsaw, searching for the pieces that fit

Overflowing on a wounded paper for all that was in

My mind now fills my heart

Emotional stained with bloody ink

The sentence it bleeds causes the heart to blink

Flooding its vein causing reality to sink

At that low point, 12th time, my imagination sets in

Revealing what needs to change, what needs to be

But I ignore, following my

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