5 years remade
If I had to look myself in the eyes five years from now I would be surprised if there was anything to look at.
Too many thoughts spinning in my head I will never know which ones are truly my own.
My body has become a flesh suit I just use to walk in no one thought is honestly my own.
I belong to the darkness I have succumbed too, forced to never step out into the light, If there is anything to look at I know it won't be pretty. I will be less of a person. No longer human.
-S.DC
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The In-Between
PoetryIf you haven't read my first poem book go take a look at it. "Oaths and Honey" This is a continuation of my previous work. This covers healing, relapse, love, and most of all recovery. The In-Between.
