I know it's real because it terrifies me.
I wish it didn't but feelings always do.
They bury beneath your skin.
And boil you alive.
They rot until you stink.
They make you wanna die.
They are the worst secret keepers.
And always win the fight.
They bite, they claw and poke out your eyes.
And they choke you.
Until you can't breath without feeling the burden of a conscience.
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Dizzy to the Point of Exhaustion
PoesíaPoems. I know. I am incredibly deep and see meaning in everything. Jokes. Hopefully this doesn't suck. warning: some of these poems definitely kinda suck... oops! #881 in poetry March 4th, 2017👀 #463 in poetry March 9th, 2017😮 #348 in poetry Ma...