Another restless night
An empty stomach churning
Triggering both a need to sustain
And the feeling to abstain
The weight of it all presses
down
The bones creak and groan under
All the pressure on them.
It came back
It found me
I can feel the life draining
From the gallows of
What I called eyes
The liquid is hot
bitter and salty
And for a second
I believe I've been blinded,
The world turning black
As my ribs splinter and
Finally cave in.
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Collection Of Poems: Feelings and Fears
PoetryThese are a collection of poems and written works that I have done, and I will be posting them here.
