polluted water~
 

I clean myself in a river or self-respect
I see a reflection of me
I see what I have hated before
I see that it became me

My river turns brown, black, and unclear
Losing myself was my biggest fear
No longer clean, I panic for sight
To find myself again, it’s worth the fight
Reflection lost deep under dirt
So close to death, the reaper does flirt
Reflection, respect, drowning in mud
Water pinches my limbs; my wrists cry blood
But I must not lose this battle with me
I must find my reflection and set myself free
Repent from what I’ve hated and become
Keep fighting, although, my brain is gone numb
More darkness reigns from the skies and I cry
Cause polluted thoughts make me want to die

I kill myself in a river or death and hate
I see brown turn to red
I see a glimpse of what I used to be
As I fall to a puddle, dead.

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