Headache Trap / Goodbye To Dreams

Headache Trap (Eric Dick)
PLEASE... Touch my face: such a warm embrace.
Trimmed, shaped, pared, and pruned
Your hands raised me into the light so I could bloom,
But I proceeded to depress as I grew
There has been hell with all that I felt.
I must be blind: I can not comprehend what I understand to be true.
I am still hung up and can't let go.
Caught in your headache trap.
Have I been sleeping? What is this I thought felt real?
Letters that I used to read, I wore like a wedding ring.
Then flowers filled with wilted dreams.
You took apart and hardened my heart. It all reminds me.
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