5:56 pm, Tuesday, 16th May
perhaps I fought too hard against the enemies
that had taken ahold of my mind –
because my bones began to crumble under the
heaviness of their whispers and gentle grazes
and I began slipping into a dark insanity
that I couldn't climb back out off.
YOU ARE READING
dysphoria
Poesiasilent pleas from a heart that's been tainted blue, a mind that ripples in constant turmoil and a mouth that remains shut //
