Fear is greater than the monster
I belonged to the wrongness
For aye
My life
Was painfully mine
Fear is a void and a haven
Unsaved, I lay in grey spaces
And it meant I was no longer needed
I made myself unseen and unseeing
Fear is a feeling
Smeared on the walls
Putrid
Humid
Swooning, sweat falls
Left behind, I creep
In my mind, I sleep
Dance as I chant self sabotaging laws
Carved
Starved
I rise
What for?
Fear is a beast on its own
And free is worse
Free is a curse
Freedom is worth all the hurt in the world, but it's tainted by the weight that crushes
Those human touches
In the struggles, I have slaughtered meaning
Swallowed the bitter feeling
Facing my destruction, I rose to meet it
- Author: MessyHead ( Offline)
- Published: December 9th, 2023 03:59
- Category: Unclassified
- Views: 5
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