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Rotten
I’m scared of dreams
Afraid to be
Someone who
Could wander, so free
When night holds no light
And the ‘mares never cease
To never wake up
I wish to not see
I've begged for this loss
I yearn to not beat
And these broken thoughts-
A damning conceit
The sun has no warmth
My room fills with eyes
Now that sleep holds no solace
In the mirror I despise
Within this shell I am caged
Into this mind shackled so-
Wishing veins would crack and gush
No more life to ebb and flow.
Published 22nd Jun 2023
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26th Jun 2023 6:40pm
Hey there
There’s a really bold insight here into the troubled mind. The delicate rhyme scheme adds a rhythm to the piece that carried it through effortlessly from beginning to end.
Despite its theme, it’s one that kept my attention all the way through.
Wishing you sunny days.
-M
There’s a really bold insight here into the troubled mind. The delicate rhyme scheme adds a rhythm to the piece that carried it through effortlessly from beginning to end.
Despite its theme, it’s one that kept my attention all the way through.
Wishing you sunny days.
-M
27th Jun 2023 3:03pm
Thank you so much for your kind of thoughtful comment.
Writing isn't easy for me, and I suffer from the block a lot for prolonged periods of time, but it does come there is a catharsis that soothes my soul.
I will make sure to check out your work.
James.
Writing isn't easy for me, and I suffer from the block a lot for prolonged periods of time, but it does come there is a catharsis that soothes my soul.
I will make sure to check out your work.
James.
