The room is spinning out of control;
my heart is icy, like the North Pole.
I feel like there should be some sort of loophole
to get over these lingering feelings I hold.
Why can't my brain just shut down for one minute?
All that I want's to forget what is in it.
I'm sitting here shattered; I'm reaching my limit.
Is it really that bad to rehash what's been finished?
This headache I'm bearing, it can't get much worse;
This heartbreak you caused me ferociously hurts.
Your love for me, now, feels just like a curse.
Thanks a million, universe.
All I know tonight is pain.
I can't remember my own damn name.
I can't get your face out of my brain -
you're a migraine.
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Vibes by Evan Davidson
Poetry"Vibes" by Evan Davidson is a collection of original, semi-cringe poems that were written between the original quarantine period through this past year. Each and every one of them was birthed through times of hurt, heartbreak, angst, and confusion...
