...thinking of joining the world
of the missing and the disappeared;
this world is forever changing,
and becoming the world that I most feared...
...thinking
of not thinking,
of disappearing
into a world
defined by
death, drugs and drinking...
One is a world
where I have never been,
one is world all too familiar,
all too familial.
If you knew me, then,
you might not like me now.
Just don't tell me
that I need to change,
if you haven't a clue
as to tell me how.
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