I have bags of barbells as eyelids
and sweat that roll down my back like beads.
Conversations blur into indistinct chatters.
Right now, nothing truly matters.
My mind refuses to grasp reality.
Darkness seems to slowly engulf me,
or has it swallowed me already?
Come, sleep, let's fade into the dark abyss.
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Fragments - daily dose of poetry and prose
PoezieYour daily dose of poetry and prose! (and maybe a glimpse to what's happening in my life.) It's basically a collection of my writings. May they give you a sense of comfort that you are not alone in the battle you are constantly fighting. Here's to...
