I'm getting afraid,
Yet again;
Of falling, of breaking,
Of drowning.
Past came to visit,
Yet again;
Reminding me of the
Pains, the dark and the doubt.
I'm getting lost,
Yet again;
In the dreams, the thoughts,
The moment.
There's no escape,
Yet again;
From my fears, demons,
And devils.
~☆~✧~✧~☆~
Down and
Down and
Down.
Anna
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Inks of Heart
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