Tear it down

rip the flesh and

let it be known

who you are behind

closed doors

on the other side of the

locked bathroom door.

on the floor where

you hang in a fog of

delusions and paranoia

seeping out of your eye lids

tip toe down

the hallway, it creaks within

the silence

it moans within the

noise of fear

Tear it down

the grief pouring

out of your veins

examine yourself

like a blueprint you

crafted yourself.

as it was back then

a game of darts

hitting the target and always


The lighthouse

smash the windows

use the wreckage like

leading lines to a

final destination.


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