Falling skies and deep lies...
don't laugh at the cries ..
It may happen to you...
strangled..
broken..along with the unspoken..
unspoiled drowning fate.. cast me out like a evil spirit needed a host...
I alone can beat this ...
as blood dripping down from my lips...
aches and pains remain to tell me I am still here....
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Visions Of Spookielament
Poetrydark poetry for the dark hearts. .. if you ever feel like a freak accident you are not alone. I too have those emotional scars and some even physical reminder to never reach that level again..I write for how i feel at the moment. I have pstd. Depr...
