The world is a blur
Lost and muddled
I fantasize
Lost for words
Breathing stale air
Thinking stale thoughts
I try to write
The words melt
Hot wax on a candle
My heart doesn't beat
Yet it's still warm
In this mundane life
The insomnia pursues
A monster with no teeth
No claws or glaring eyes
A dull beast
Sitting and watching
Waiting and starving
All focus is lost
All thoughts contrite
My fingers are numb
My mind is on mute
I don't know what this is
I don't know how to stop it
I have been consumed
By an existential darkness
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Silently Speaking: poems
PoetryA collection of poems following the minds trail through an emotional rollercoaster.
