Its ripping
And tearing
Killing me from the inside out
It so distinct, like memories hazed over by times where you could truly understand
Its breaking
Its burning
Smoking and wriggling its way out and into every crevice within the catacombs of the mind, lurking deep within where you yourself are too scared too go
It delves into your core like a drop of water that becomes the sea
Its gushing
I'm drowning
And I don't know whether I can't swim or if I refuse to from misunderstanding
Misunderstand what makes people the I'm alright, what makes me happy, and how to think
Like a million fish my thoughts circle and swirl in a way I can't track, if I even try it hurts
My minds become an ocean tonight, and I've become stuck to the sea floor.
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My poems and Thoughts
PoesíaThis is a small collection of my poems written throughout my time and the thoughts that swirl in my mind.
