Out of My Mind

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I'm letting you go.

For so long my mind held captive the memory of you and that late Tuesday night

Like a broken-record, you spun 'round and 'round in my head. Nothing else to be heard but your hopeless cries for help.

I have to let you go.

Four years, it's been too long. I just couldn't bring myself to letting you go. So I hold on to the memories that we once shared. I thought that maybe, just maybe, with the right script and cast we could start over and be infinite.

I idealized you up to the point were this version of you and the person you truly

were had nothing in common. I thought I was doing you a favor, that maybe you'll aspire to be more like him. The new you. I touted his merits, bringing you down a little more each time.

I thought that with him, this better you, I could let you go. Believe me, I tried, but he lived off of you. So I held you captive in a corner of my mind and tried to forget about you. I tried to move on, but your shrieking cries would bring me back to you. To us and that late Tuesday night.

But today, I'm setting you free.

I'm breaking free,

After a thousand rewrites, I couldn't change our story for the better.

No matter how I play it, you will always be the bad guy, that selfish monster.

I should have ran far away from you, like mother told me. Believe me, I tried, but I saw something in you. Something worth fighting for. Hope.

You were no longer the evil one taking away children. You were the one trapped in his own mind, desperately trying to find a way out.

That day I set you free, but in your stampede to get out, you locked me in and never came back.

Hours, days, months and years got by. Passersby came and went with none of them hearing my cry.

That day I set you free, but in your stampede to get out you made me you. A prisoner of my own mind. A monster. The one mother warns you about.

Don't look at it in the eyes, it might catch your soul. Don't be nice to it or it will steal you away.

That day I chose not to listen to all the stories I had heard before. You were different, I could feel it.

So I came closer to that golden prison of yours, forgetting all about mother's warnings. You were different, I knew it.

That day I chose to ignore all the signs that were telling me not to come any closer and I set foot in the monster's den.

That day I set you free, but in your stampede to get out you pushed me inside and threw away the key.

Hours, days, months and years got by. You forgot about me and won't come back.