Satan is my friend
When god held my hand
Don’t be judgmental and try to understand
In a lack of boundaries
Is where he found me
Stuffed with pills I couldn’t swallow, so it drowned me
The grief sat on my breast
So I would take less
Heart and mind constantly playing chess
And I hid behind the boulder
Because that’s what the church told her
Dilated eyes reflecting just another year older
But in the ugliest of scenes
There was nowhere to be
Death was already like company
So I allowed it in
Made space in the den
Because honestly, did you think you wouldn’t see me again?
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