Too much It's all too much
My heart hurts.
My head hurts.
My eyes are dry.
My appetite is slowly deteriorating.
My stomach hurts.
My arms, hands, and arms are covered in bruises.
My heart is shattered.
My head is throbbing.
My eyes are wet.
My appetite is wrecked.
My stomach is eating itself.
My bones are showing.
My wrists are bleeding.
My soul is aching to escape my body.
My body is breaking down.
....
My heart stopped beating.
My breathing stopped.
My eyes flutter closed.
My body goes numb.
I'm gone
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My Inner Demons | ✅
PoetryPoetry- "Although the two of us co-exist now, as one - tomorrow could be a war. A war between us, against you... But we are you? Does it feel nice being torn in two?" Here- -for us, the broken ones. For us, the broken, betrayed, and hopeless ones. ...
