I'm falling and tumbling down a black hole
My thoughts aren't there anymore
And my vision is a blur
Its pulling me in,
Its sucking my breath,
probably my last
I'm gasping but I only want it to end
The stairs go on, but I can't
Theres no way up and suddenly I'm trapped
It's almost like a parasite, latched onto me
Eating away, at whatever's left that is
My ears are numb to sound
My mouth is full of acidic substances
And my skin has lost the hope to feel
I don't know why or how
But I'm sure it'll end,
Once it ends me
-Sowmya Nagory
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Small Talk over Tea
Poetry"I made it" was all she etched onto the wall with a heart breaking sigh and a heart clenching smile and she stood there among the crumbling ruins. For, she knew that she could be rebuilt from the tiniest pieces of those remains that lay scattered in...
