Lungs squeezing in,
Heart flying to unspoken feelings,
Mind reconciling with loud images,
The night,
So readable,
Fine miserable night,
Blinding my sorry soul,
As I trace fingertips of my dead self,
What has happened to my loving self?
Face resting in my hands,
Images flashing,
Thoughts screaming,
Tears so fresh,
Flowing down my face,
I’m weeping again,
In need of a dear a friend,
In need of myself,
Missing blocks of my broken soul stand above me,
Too high for me to reach,
Voice locked with a leash,
Tucked next to a damaged tree,
Help,
Save me,
I beg you,
Fire,
Leaves raining on my head,
Smoke blurring my human self,
All I see is a monster…
I look deep inside,
Darkness blooms closely,
Tugged in a leather heart,
And steal a soul,
I’m odious,
I’m numb,
I’m a monster,
A monster,
Monster,
Monster.
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