01/25/17
Vultures flying overhead
Dreams turn into nightmares
And you're awake
But don't know you're asleep
Violently woken up
By the screams of the past
Twisted branches
Wrapped around your neck
Airways blocked
Breathing stops
All that's left
Is the tick of the clock
Time slowly killing you
Body left for he vultures
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Borderline | Poetry
PoetryPoetry Written in a Psychiatric Hospital #1 in psychiatrichospital 03.31.19 Chapter numbers are not in order. This poetry is older, so check out some of my newer (much better) poetry on my page. Cover by Matthaio's Galactica Graphic Shop Copy Righ...
