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The Wall
If I stare long enough at this spot on the wall,
Can I rewrite the outcome of it all?
Continue to hold this breath, in the deep;
Eyes stretched so wide, they cannot weep.
Horror scenes flick, in replacement of sleep.
Locked in, locked out, cuts inevitably,
Crumbling sanity, what is left of me?
Just a shell of who I used to be.
I quit.
Can I rewrite the outcome of it all?
Continue to hold this breath, in the deep;
Eyes stretched so wide, they cannot weep.
Horror scenes flick, in replacement of sleep.
Locked in, locked out, cuts inevitably,
Crumbling sanity, what is left of me?
Just a shell of who I used to be.
I quit.
Published 14th Apr 2020
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14th Apr 2020 9:51pm
It certainly feels that way at times, doesn't it? I felt the hopelessness come through here. Do you have resources? Do you need resource links?
It’s been a bit of a day, but tomorrow is a new one as they say. Thank you Ahavati <3
15th Apr 2020 10:59pm
