I claim to do it
for the power
something only I have
a hold on
but in reality
I don't control it
it dominates me
and the discipline I carry
falls within the burden
the secrecy
of the matter
but now the
secrets have leaked
and I am left
with no grip
so once again
I spiral
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Brain Dump
PoetryIf I write a poem, it goes here. A collection of thoughts, dreams, fears, and whatever else I see in my brain. TW: mentions of sexual assault, suicide, depression, anxiety, self harm
