Monday, January 9, 2023

the pieces

 


Climbing out I thought I was free

The chain pulled tighter


Walking away I thought was the key

The waves crashed harder


The ebb & flow of this disease

Scars every inch of my soul


Watching you slowly waste away

Is the loudest scream I’ve ever heard


Your hands clasp tightly

shattering my mind


I wail

glass shatters


but you won’t wake up

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