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Weary phosphenes bloom vibrantly
Behind my tired eyelids —
While ribbons of insecurity tightly bind me...
Restricts...
Forbids.
All while you merrily sow within me,
The bitter seeds of doubt —
That I sadly can't ever seem to escape from,
Or find an alternate route.
So they eagerly take root
In my heart,
Mind,
And soul...
Always assuring me I'll be nothing —
Rapidly growing...
Spreading like cancer...
Leaving behind a black hole.
That ravenously eats at me —
Perpetually...
Impetuously...
While my mind continues to bleed
Uncontrollably on paper...
Like a never ending stampede.
YOU ARE READING
In The Gaslight🔥
PoetryCompleted! ✅ A tantalizing, dark, sinful collection of poetical works, quotes, wisdom, and insanity by J.J. Rothschild. In darkness and light And everything in between... In the gaslight. 🥇1st Place Poetry Winner of The Titan Awards 🥇1st Place Po...
