recovery

alienated, a stranger to my world

and while nothings changed, things are new;

alluring, beautiful, encapsulating, entangling

why does it feel like a mirage?

a precariously placed vase

as fragile as a smile

that could shatter at the smallest provocation?

nothing is familiar anymore

where did I go?

who are you?

who were you?

what’s wrong?

do you really miss

watching blood drip in the sink?

how about

hiding in your personas or systematically isolating?

remember everyone who cared about you?

me neither

pushed away so far they never found their way back in your head

so many disguises

nobody knew that person

especially not you

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