Side winding myself up
I'm over reacting to the smallest things
I want to let all my thoughts run wild
But my heart and soul are a cage
Locking un-dying and unsaid words away
I want to scream
And tear out my fucking lungs
So maybe the October air can breathe me
A new life
The pain in my hands and body
They feel amazing but brutalize me too
I'm stuck in this neverending search
Of finding out how to hide emotions
Because they too, ruin the greatest things
I cant let them be free
God please tell me, why I cant let them be free
YOU ARE READING
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Spirituale//a series of life writings// some based on one person, some based on another, some on non existant people
