shed

shed

into the endless void 

together, along with you 

alike in different points 

but still- it’s quite a view 

i’ve downed the poison

that your mother set upon my bedside 

so that when you’ve awoken 

i will be out of your mind 

even if it isn’t what you wanted 

we both know it’s good for our reuputation

nor would i dare to suggest 

a pesticide as a solution

.

and so the story goes 

it’ll chill you to the bone 

but grappling with heavy hooks 

won’t do you good alone 

so instead i wonder 

as you put your three handfuls of dirt atop me 

when it’ll all end 

and you can rest peacefully knowing who you choose 

�"

Cherry (i wrote both poem and note, Star was standing too close to me so i wrote her name 😅) , a bit of bleedthrough from Khat 

bleedthrough drives us mad if not written in verse 

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yes, you’ve all been good sports about the terms related to our DID 

bleedthrough is when an alter isn’t near the front but you can still feel their emotions 

it’s also called ones’ “echo” in our system 

so i guess, in a way/ you already know