Wednesday


today’s feels

When your mouth hurts to smile
When all you see for miles and miles is
n o t h i n g. Empty. G O N E.
When the tears that pour from
Your broken eyes don’t feel anymore
Where darkness takes over and it’s a mad RUSH.
R U S H. RUSH.
   Now nothing.
       Empty.
G  O  N  E.
Seeping into my mind more and more
Like dust, like dirt.
Sweep my bones into the
Pile of problems
Behind the door.


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