The blood in my veins tingles like static,
A numbness "lazy" doesn't cover up.
They crack open like glow sticks,
Darkness popping out of them.
I try to put it back in but it's too much.
My eyes fog over like a mirror after a hot shower.
My legs go limp like a deflated ball at an
Abandoned beach.
The rooms edges get fuzzy as my brain
Gives in and drowns once again.
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Poetry1:48 am "And with every drop of rain that hits the earth, I can hear your soulful voice echoing through my mind. Calm whispers of the wind, crashing along the sea, calming my every nerve. You are the air in my lungs and the words I speak. You are my...
