in my mind I have traveled to places

where there is no silence,

because there never was sound.


in my heart is a corner

where there is no sorrow,

because there never was joy.


it was only last week

that I burned these

memories of mine, and


now the wind brings

back their ashes for

me to choke on.


i cough out my

brain through

my nose, and


the memories stare back

at me,

mocking. delusionally,


i stab my brain

as it throbs ferociously

perhaps in laughter


silly me ! how can you

destroy that

which never was,




which was


silly me !

silly me !

silly me !


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