"little did I know that the flames I kept stirring in the innermost parts of mind,
are now encompassing my whole body in a d r a s t i c pace,
this is an agony I've never known,
it doesn't only ruin the body,
but the soul as well,
my own emotions have turned against me,
sending me into a darkness that fills me with such emptiness and despair,
making me become a counterpart of the utter desolation it is,
i could no longer look at the mirror
Without contempt taking over me as my own battered reflection looks right back at me,
reminding me
what a t r a v e s t y i am."
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Catharsis
Poetryca·thar·sis [kuh-thahr-sis] noun, plural ca·thar·ses [kuh-thahr-seez] 1. the purging of the emotions or relieving of emotional tensions, especially through certain kinds of art, as tragedy or music. Poetry #62 / Random #130 © Copyrighted, All...