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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.