I overcorrect
I go from panic to numbness
From hunger to purging
From overwhelm to pain
And back again
Always working in extremes
Never finding balance
Always on the edge of something worse
Never of something better
It's never ending, self perpetuating
A cycle of self destruction
Slowly corroding until it snaps
Breaking apart as it breaks me in turn
Finally finding repose in the ending
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Author:
Dreamer (Pseudonym) (
Offline) - Published: November 25th, 2023 18:05
- Category: Reflection
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Comments2
what a beautifully written poem
Thank you so much
Reasonanble, it is nice to read this poem.
I'm glad you enjoyed reading it
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