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my ears have burned and my eyes have watered I've poured life into wishing wells, wishing only to see them in a drought I've beaten the sides with my fist, and only tore at my flesh never damaging a stone, never budging the rock I've withstood hellish heat. from the chest. from my hands and feet. then creeping into my aura, until I feel the pain and pricks from pins and needles. sweating so much I get cold. shaking so much cold I get hot. I've poured life into pages to watch them burn, their words never touching my lips. they've only burned through the tissue, the muscle, and bones, in my wrist and fingers screaming as silently as I could I punched a pillow and threw a fit on my bed I begged to god to let the emotions free me and allow me to live untie and detach me from restlessness and relent. to keep me from the eyes and the shadows. I've poured my heart into people they've stared back at me as if my words were a melody and they replied with controversy. they turned my record upside down and played it until I puked. as it all poured out of me the demons whispered no one cared. as my world stood by. and it was all going away.