Again…

I am losing grip again
starting to slip again
I trip over my words
over and under
under and over
my thoughts flow 
like water through a sieve
drip
   drip
      drip
I am but a blip 
in the radar
just a ship amongst the sea
and I am losing grip again
starting to slip again
beginning to tear again
to rip apart my seams
nothing
is 
 as 
  it
seems
my lips say nothing
until I am stripped of everything
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