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Tied to this table
Watching as the pendulum ticks my time
Each swing cues the descending of the axe
Inch by agonizing inch
Hearing the heavy swings of the axe head
I now can see the gleams of moonlight on its blade
Tick-tock I have seconds left
Tick-tock my body feels warm and open
Tick-tock pain causes me to see white
Tick-tock I can still hear the heaving swings
Tick-tock the axe cuts ever deeper
Tick-tock I'm not one piece anymore
Tick-tock the pendulum slows to a stop
Tick-tock the heavy axe rest upon my mulled body forever
To depression, for creating days without endWake up to the realization that you've been awake
for seconds, minutes, hours.
You've been awake in this warm, dark room
and you don't know how long it's been
but now you're conscious
and it starts again--
the pain, strong and steady, in your chest.
You gain consciousness in this too warm morning
and your thoughts whir in endless loops
because it's either that or face the weight in your chest.
Light breaks though the window, soft and unwelcome
but you take it as a reluctant gift--
a new distraction from the feelings awake in your chest.
Awake, but not conscious.
So you think yourself in circles a little while longer
waiting for those quiet pains
(the constant reminder)
to gain consciousness.
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