It's a subtle shake,
That runs through my body.
It starts at my heart and,
Devours me.
My thoughts are clouded,
Moving seems meaningless,
Speaking seems pointless,
And breathing feels like a curse.
The darkness that erupts through me,
And I swear I was just smiling,
But now what once was done with ease,
Feels forced and untrue.
I can feel each breath.
Count each beat,
Of my troublesome heart.
I can feel each thought,
Grow dark.
The clouds have covered,
The sun shining above,
And now I'm left,
Alone in the night.
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The Inevitable - Poetry Book
Poesia"Your memory is all that is left, But it is not near enough, To fill in this hole, That you have left. " Collection of original poems about loss and pain, and how certain aspects of our lives are just inevitable. Impressive rankings 7/18/2020 - #30...
