I forgot the time yesterday
A feeling of internal pain
Located in my stomach
Was it something I ate
Something I forgot ?
I feel sick
I did too much
Usually feels that way
Normalcy is failure
So much pain directed inward
When there is so much more peace to be warranted
The break in the cycle, I seek
Looking forward
A feeling of a moment of time, washed inside me
So I set a timer
12:04
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Two Five Nine
PoetryA collection of poems , all written at midnight during the Covid-19 Pandemic. Streams of consciousness, ranging from all ends of the emotional spectrum.
