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Sinking In
It's midnight
There's no light
Just me and the tingling sensation
I give it much appreciation
My head is swaying back and forth
But then everything goes north
My heart beating fast
My panic is so vast
I close my eyes
I listen to all of the lies
That my head is feeding me
Things that I can see
All the monsters in my head
Makes me feel like I'm dead
The monster is my faults
My self inflicted assaults
My mind is growin tired
I tell it its time that it's fired
I close my eyes and go to sleep
And I let the thoughts sink in deep
I wake up and repeat it all again
Another day and and everything still sinks in.
There's no light
Just me and the tingling sensation
I give it much appreciation
My head is swaying back and forth
But then everything goes north
My heart beating fast
My panic is so vast
I close my eyes
I listen to all of the lies
That my head is feeding me
Things that I can see
All the monsters in my head
Makes me feel like I'm dead
The monster is my faults
My self inflicted assaults
My mind is growin tired
I tell it its time that it's fired
I close my eyes and go to sleep
And I let the thoughts sink in deep
I wake up and repeat it all again
Another day and and everything still sinks in.
Published 30th Jun 2017
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17th Jul 2017 7:12am
Hello JessieA. Welcome to DUP. I think it would be liberating to abandon a traditional rhyme scheme and speak more fluid thoughts, which flows more honestly. Also, I personally like to describe visual surroundings in my works and sort of let the feelings subtly bleed through that scenario as it emerges in the mind's eye of the reader. These techniques have been helpful in my growth as a writer. I hope you enjoy your time here. :)
