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Lost My Day
Cold day, but the Sun still shined.
In my room, drawn, i must be blind.
Collapsing cave of my mind,
I'm stuck inside.
The ultimate observer of sorrow and undeserved pain as it bleeds the line like hereditary disease.
And then it lands,
And i can't attack panic back.
Distant and silent.
Reminiscent of arthritis.
Trying to bend tightened fingers.
Mummied in movement.
Made the day useless.
And hid from my yesterdays promises.
Gone and quiet.
So long uninvited.
Trying to mend lightened fingers.
Yesterday i planned to talk.
I awoke in a day that was dark.
And coward my day away from everybody.
Trying to deafen the internalize.
Hiding from anything from outside.
Observing the beehive behave.
As i simply stare into Medusa's gaze.
In my room, drawn, i must be blind.
Collapsing cave of my mind,
I'm stuck inside.
The ultimate observer of sorrow and undeserved pain as it bleeds the line like hereditary disease.
And then it lands,
And i can't attack panic back.
Distant and silent.
Reminiscent of arthritis.
Trying to bend tightened fingers.
Mummied in movement.
Made the day useless.
And hid from my yesterdays promises.
Gone and quiet.
So long uninvited.
Trying to mend lightened fingers.
Yesterday i planned to talk.
I awoke in a day that was dark.
And coward my day away from everybody.
Trying to deafen the internalize.
Hiding from anything from outside.
Observing the beehive behave.
As i simply stare into Medusa's gaze.
Published 30th Nov 2019
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30th Nov 2019 3:16am
This is as authentic and real as writing gets. It will resonate with anyone who has struggled in the dark while waiting on the light to come around again. Beautifully painful, I am grateful for your spill ♥️.
3rd Dec 2019 11:12pm
