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You failed to change

You failed to adjust

You did it to yourself

Other metaphysical damage

You, who dreams of peace

It is you who devours and ruins

You cannot escape your fractures

Binary self, meeting nuanced real

Your sword poised inwards

That blade of Damocles

A rusted, toxic edge:

You continually wound your self

The scabbard is missing

I reject and desert endless betrayal

Not forgiveness, rather dissociation

Emptying myself into an alternate inky void

Metaphorically – literally – you disappear

Elsewhere, in purifying flame

I stride onwards, ever more alone

In this esoteric bleak wood

Overhead, the ravens wheel

Otherness to purity

Hatred and etched charcoal