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the weight of the world
lies on the shoulders of the
one who fell in love with
a damaged individual who
saw the damage in them &
decided that they could share
their pain & with it,
discover that compassion &
love was possible between
even these two wretches
that the rest of the pristine
world seemed to have decided
that they were
garbage, to be thrown to the
varmints---
but the mood swings made
their way in between & around
the multiple selves bubbling in
the other & into the tub with
the blades determined a path
of events which after unfolding
left the one who
did not try to flush themselves away
down
down
down the drain, to be left holding the
bag, pulling the slack,
with a blank stare & a
wonder where to go next
on their lips---
for every next step could be the
domino that will fall
sending the rest pattering across
the table & making the whole
thing successfully fatal
the next time around &
this is love?
seems all reasons go dancing off
the tip of the pin,
leaving them both
wondering how unique it was
to find each other &
lock themselves up in the
padded room,
simultaneously.