Remedy Run
Oh my bodyConvoluted and wretched
Twisted up to my hearts content
This is a viciously sweet release
A painful overload
Burning and coughing and breaking all minds buildups
It's sharp and it's raw and it's taking me apart
Piece by piece, I'll give into the pain
Focusing on the times when nothing is heard but my own haste breaths
And quitting finally, when quitting finally feels good
posted by Unknown @ 4:13 PM
1 Comments:
I love reading your poems, Alex. If you stopped writing it would be like a metoer hitting my head, unhappy and unusual.
You are highly nifty.
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