Tantrum

You told me things that I did not understand
Things too hard to hear
Straight jackets and suicidal madness
What lingers deep within etchings on your notebook
Pen marks deep incisions
Razor graffiti
Are these demons available for conference
Or is it you they summon
Do they arise when over the edge of your mental cliff
Appearing red deviled
Invisible chains anchor upon your arms
I am force to restrain
We are both exhausted
You fall asleep
I lay there dazed and suddenly forgetful
Unable to comprehend the rage



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