Mind is messy
Thoughts are blurred
Everything
Sounds so slurred
Tight chest pounding
Lungs on fire
Everybody
Is a liar
Empty mind
Filled with rage
Swollen chest
Burst ribcage
Please don't leave
Please get out
I don't know
But I'll find out
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Bandaid: A Collection Of Poems
PoetryThings I never said, but probably should have.
Mind is messy
Mind is messy
Thoughts are blurred
Everything
Sounds so slurred
Tight chest pounding
Lungs on fire
Everybody
Is a liar
Empty mind
Filled with rage
Swollen chest
Burst ribcage
Please don't leave
Please get out
I don't know
But I'll find out