It's like drugs but more stronger
Intoxicated in the soul
Bodied with insecure thoughts
Guarded by fear of the unknown
Cross legged mind
Filled with dry twigs
Drying tears from an acute angle
Walking in a forest with darkened spirits with an unknown destination
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Dark Hours
PoetryPoems based on a broken heart Depressed mind Wounded soul And unstable body
