Best In 3’s

Wish to dream again,
Wish to laugh again,
Wish to smile again,

Do I not deserve to be happy,
Do I not deserve to walk quietly,
Do I not deserve to speak softly,

Instead, I am always angry,
Instead, I am forever idolizing a razor blade,
Instead, I am best friends with bleeding wrists,

It is true, she has saved me three times,
It is true, she is my wonder woman,
It is true, she doesn’t understand my pain,

How does one imagine if they are caught between fiction and reality,
How does one imagine if they can’t determine who is friendly,
How does one imagine if they have to defend themselves from on-coming armies,

Can’t explain why I am stuck between a sharp knife and an elevated cliff,
Can’t explain why I am stuck between living one more day and asking for forgiveness,
Can’t explain why I am stuck between legitimate insanity and controlled chaos,

Thought it was best to explain in threes,
Thought it was best to make love in the morning, afternoon, and evening,
Thought it was best to drown myself in sorrow,

Maybe it is because I am never alone,
Maybe it is because my ears are always listening,
Maybe it is because these eyes never stop taking pictures,

Treat me kindly,
Treat me gracefully,
Treat me thoughtfully,

For sure, I am hurt,
For sure, I am in pain,
For sure, I am lost in translation,

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