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This is not how I thought Russian roulette would go.

I figured there would be a lot more…sounds.

Too loud, all the world’s chaos packaged into this room.

Not just me

diving too deep in my brain.

After feeling every color

a little too much

like I have been painted in it

I’ve realized

everything is just a different type of drug.

When I am lightest I am laughing.

When I am darkest I am shivering.

When I am in love with you my head is spinning.

When I kiss you I can’t feel my hands.

When I am helpless I am drowning

they hand me water.

When I am everything at once

the air is too loud.

I’ve realized

everything is just a different type of drug.

Please

choose one for me.