If I sit still
I swear
it's like the world continues to twirl
and I am left stationary.
Stuck as I watch the planet continue its orbit
until it eventually leaves me behind
to suffocate in the darkness
I had aspired to be.
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When The Blood Ran Black
PoetryWhen my demon decided it wanted out, there was nothing I could do to stop it. I could only watch as bloodied claws pierced my skin and shadows leaked through my eyes in black teardrops. It wanted out, and I was content to let it roam. >>>&g...
