come back

i unthink and rethink everything
until it’s a non-thought, an afterthought
put rubber in my mouth and bite until my gums bleed
spit it in your face and you’re crying about the mess
should have put my pain in a suitcase,
sent it far away like i did

i feel last year more than this year
felt the year before

i turned it off

when it all comes back
i remember to turn it off
hopefully it won’t come back

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