Conditioning

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: True Confessions  |  House: Vintage Publishing

Submitted: October 22, 2019

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I used to think it was my heart,

The organ that isn’t as smart.

The one who can’t move on,

When all is said and done.

It’s not my heart that needs repairs,

It’s not the only thing that cares.

The heart can heal on its own,

No matter how much it’s been sewn.

But the memories are a thing apart,

My mind recalls but not the heart.

My heart’s always transitioning,

My brain’s the one that needs conditioning.

Inside my head, there lies the threat,

To teach the brain how to forget.

Impossible, I know,

The mind controls the flow.

It’s what pushes me to call,

To text, reach out, and even fall.

I damn the memories and pain,

Complex products of my brain.

The threads that bind this broken heart,

My mind just simply tears apart.


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