Crack!
As if there was a sudden thunderstorm,
I was beaten by the pouring rain.
Each drop bruising my body,
Each drop stinging a cut that was already made.
Boom!
Like a flash of lightning,
That appeared before my eyes.
My demons had finally come to witness my demise.
Causing the pain and anguish to no longer reside within,
They grabbed a hold of me,
Their talons sinking deep into my skin.
And down into the darkness we went,
Down Alice's sunless rabbit hole.
Never to be seen again.
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Lost in the Chaos
PoetryLost. Afraid. Anxious. Insecure. Empty. When you walk into the chaos, you never know what you'll find.
