JoelJosol Posted January 7, 2021 Share Posted January 7, 2021 The sharp knife pierces through as it weremy malfunctioning mind where once inside,the opening encloses an anger that has rupturedas violent as the blood filling up my lungsto an overflow, crowding out the life-forceuntil choked, the gasping for breath as if drowning,all entry points sealed, all doors openingto life locked, the warm sensation of finality,as the full blade goes through my throat. Quote "Words are not things, and yet they are not non-things either." - Ann Lauterbach Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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