B U R N
Unseen things are brewing inside me like black coffee
I can taste the bitterness at the tip of my tongue
There is a volcano ready to erupt
It rumbles in my belly
its lava courses through my veins and seethes out through my tears
And Oh does it b u r n
Loneliness caverns in my mind, howling
So empty it echoes to the slightest noise
The walls of my skull rust in delicacy
I wish to be reborn
So i imagine beams of light brightening my irises and coursing into my muscles
Energizing me to productivity
But the darkness in my conscious is cancerous
And nothing robust can live within me
YOU ARE READING
4am
PuisiI spent most of my life learning how to feel less These days I teach myself to feel more Kill your emotions and you'll die along with them C O M P L E T E D 2016•2018
