I struggle crawling, scraping knees and soul
I can�t undo the tangle in my head
Memories and future fears
Cross my time line made up of something�s wrong
Sometimes I am a ticking bomb and anger
Pushes me to inhale and exhale
And other times a clock wound down
Ticking to a still no one will notice
I am tired of this monster that sometimes
I just tell her to go sit in a corner
Until I can give the attention it craves
And now that I am two, one that was her and
One that used to be me, I can�t find the similarities
Is she the strong one? Or is it I?
Did I leave her to evolve to something better
Or am I the byproduct of a bad suicide attempt?
I am unaware of myself but not of my symptoms
I am instinct and rote and everything primal
This will to survive is killing me
