An idle mind is a devil's workshop
Suddenly I want to know what arsenic tastes like
Head first fall from a speeding bike
Knocking the candle over to start a fire
Car crash on a rainy drive
Snapping in two, falling from heights
Why?
Why have I begun to seek asylum in arms of death
And sometimes,
Sometimes I do wonder what it'd feel like To just not exist
It doesn't scare me
I rather feel peaceful, finally
Escaping the lips of melancholia
Pushing through the waves,
Into the sea
Then into the sun
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Reignition of Cinders
Poetry''and here I thought loving you was painful enough'' REIGNITION OF CINDERS is a poetry collection of 10 poems on understanding that a certain relationship is toxic and moving on from said relationship. But moving on is a rough and ugly path so there...
