My head felt dizzy,
My eyes were also heavy.
Blurred vision,
Overdosed by a poison.Slowly sinkin' in,
In every veins, I can't totally imagine.
Carefully spreading,
And the pain was now fast-acting.Cure was still on search,
Like a metal waiting to be forged.
Unluckily, I've been waiting for nothing.
Wasted my time for waiting.Doors were kept closed,
Everything was quiet and not a single voice.
Cold breeze was all over,
Making it hard to overpower.Not taking it anymore,
My feet were numb and everything was a sore.
Every step I take gets really worse as hell,
So I stop and felt unstable and there I fell.Meeting my gaze to a cold and rough road,
Eyes were kept open but everything's pitch black and just a neverending road.I want scream for pain,
But my voice were dry as a sandpaper and my strength was drained.
I want to shout for help,
Yet, I realised there's no one to ask for help.
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Skeletons In Her Closet
RandomWelcome to her closet! Here lies all her skeletons. Sketelons that were supposed to be 6 ft. under. #1 in Englishpoems 06/21/2021 #1 in Escapist 11/21/2021 ✿