There was always that thought,
That unsettling thought.
The one that lingers,
It never leaves.
Its like a virus,
A contamination deep in your brain
Even unconsciously you're aware,
It gnaws at you,
Knowing it can break you,
One more push.
It causes commotion,
A frenzy of panic,
A frenzy of mayhem.
You don't know what to do.
The stress of it panics you,
Slowly becoming a void in your mind,
Its not only an unsettling thought
Its you.
YOU ARE READING
Ink (Trigger Warning)
PoetryPoetry written by me. Inspiration found in everyday life continues to spark ideas for my poems, if anyone reading this has any poetry please tell me I would love to read it. Top ranking: #11 in poems
