The Door Is Right There
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knivesandpens ᴵ’ᵐ ˢᶜᵃʳᵉᵈ,ᴵ ʷᵃⁿᵗ ᵗᵒ ᵈᶦᵉ.
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An abstract poem about dysphoria and other things

The Door Is Right There

The door is right there:

The escape from my agony

But of course you can’t see it

Your ears are deaf to my screams

I show you the door and tell you to open it: enable my escape

But you don’t even see that I NEED an escape

Your eyes are blind to my pain

You cannot see the door

To you, there is no door

The handle is so close to your grasp

My freedom controlled by you

But you don’t know that, do you?

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