Feel myself
Slowly crumbling
From within.
Soulful tsunami
Corrosive tide
Smothering me.
Pitch black
Directionless mælstrom
Endless void.
Mental illness
Reality check
That's ignored.
Only stopping
When truths
Become lies.
Therisa © 2019
1 comment:
From a whisper to a scream....the pressure builds until it must be released. You have captured this feeling well.
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