My own feet will betray me
I know every crack in the footing
I dodge each noise
Knowing each step may be the last
Sweet echos of words I knew
They once comforted me
Now they tease in each shallow inbrace
I long for lips I never got to taste
Sour kissed
Venom seeped through my mind
Now I must be careful where I step
In my own head
Torn apart
Each move breaks
I am now
A stranger
To my own head
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Human
Non-FictionThings I've wrote about my life. I hope it helps you get through things. It's funny when you don't care anymore to hide your demons. So what I'm broken. I'm not beyond repair. So I'll stick around here and try to make things better. And never go ge...
