it's a mouse
that creeps in
when you least
expect it
it's the thing
that keeps you
Up
At
Night
like a pain
in your side;
an endless thought
you must continue
it comes after
a mistake
and haunts you
it chews its
way to your
Mind
Heart
Soul
it's inevitable
YOU ARE READING
The Conflicted Color Pallet
Poetrythis is more or less my diary shared to literally the entire world. have fun exploring my deepest thoughts.
