Contradictions of a Sick Mind

my brain is killing me

it's weird,

one part of my brain

tells my lungs to breathe in

provides my heart with the blue prints

of how to keep pumping

never skips a beat

But the other part of my brain

the loud dark part that screams at me

tells me how to end it

gives my hands a step by step manual

on how to stop

the blood from filling up my arteries

and running through my veins

the same brain that forces my eyes open

calls my existence into action

is the same brain

that eats at itself

falls to the floor in a mess

its my brain that

biologically takes care of me,

and its the same brain

that wants to explode

the same brain

that nurtures and loves

pushes me to the edge.

my brain is a sick contradiction of itself.