It is like a tornado,
twirling,spinning,whirling in my mind that I could not stop.
It is as if a flood,
filling my mind and slowly drowns me.
Like stars,
that are so many I couldn't count.
Like darkness that I couldn't see my own replica.
Should I be frightened?
Because even my own thoughts
I couldn't comprehend.
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Unspoken Words
Poetryrandom poems about random things from a random girl. x (currently editing)
