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I can’t sleep

I can’t think

I can’t eat or drink

Nor can I write my thoughts coherently

I’m angry

I’m sad

I’m all kinds of mad

Everything thing hurts

Even these words


In a crowd



Senses heightened to painful extremes

Thoughts coming out only in screams

Tears fall

Blood drips

I feel the world on its axis do a little tip

On and on it goes

Not once does it slow

Like the darkness while I sleep

It hugs me as I weep


Published by silversky87

35yrs old, avid reader and aspiring writer. I believe the fire of inspiration can take us to unknown and magical places. I’m a dreamer... Also been through some tough stuff, don’t underestimate me nor bet against me!

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