making me squirm under the sheets
in pitch black as the rain is seeping
flooding the streets
tomorrow will be a good day i lie insidei close my eyes and my heart is strung
like a harp in such a painful way my eyes
open and i weep so quickly i cant breathe
with this weight on my chestits pushing my heart out of my mouth
and im choking on this feeling
a cycle that keeps me so fragile
the wave crashes over memy skin tans greatly
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my darkest mind
Poetryoh, my darkest mind, still as you incarnadine me in vain, you behold me as i fall. deeper, my darkest mind, roiling in fury, the fever you gift me, pain that befalls me, obsidian once sharp had since dulled to reveal the rectification of what used...