Losing it - Poetry exercise

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It's hard to say it,
I'm losing it.
I'm getting torn
Choking with my own words.

Melting the syllables on my tongue
Denying my feelings
Which are blazing
Wanting to escape.

My brain hurts,
Scenarios forming
Cruelty calling on my door,
An my demons open it,
Greeting the fake,
Kissing the liar.

And I continue in despair,
Past and present together,
A mirror,
A greedy smile,
While it scratches my heart
But now, I'm painless,
I'm just a carcass.

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