Lost again,
My mind is in a race,
Except I don't know,
Who I'm racing with.
In this fight I'm losing,
And any day I'll lose my life.
Just let me advance,
Make this a fair fight.
My muscles are spazzing,
No weapons, I'm naked.
You are my mysterious fighter,
So strong, and mighty.
Fully armed,
Just finish my life.
On the verge of letting go,
I'm conflicted, what's going on?
As I wake up in my room,
And everything seems to be going fine.
That's when my heart shudders,
And my face turns red.
My hands are upon it,
Don't want to go now.
As my hand gropes my chest,
Checking for a pulse, just stay here with me.
My face lays backwards,
Teeth grinding, my eyes turned back.
Where will I go tonight?
Maybe someplace nice,
Or hell, I'll burn on fire.
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Dysphoria
PoesíaPoetry about my experiences as a lover of alcohol I've never thought I'd become a writer, so here are my skills after three years of writing and accumulating over 300+ pieces of writing over the years. This is still my writing in its purest form, an...
