As my mind continues to plot my demise.
There is no fear in my eyes.
There is nothing no one can say or do.
The dark cloud will continue to follow.
Continuing to swallow my soul whole.
Controlling my thoughts and actions.
Because making me feel less of myself gives the dark cloud the ultimate satisfaction and victory.
As I continue to lay here in misery.
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Author:
Hoopie (
Offline) - Published: March 21st, 2018 00:55
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Comments4
Very emotive write which I hope is fiction.
Deep and very emotive - fine work
Well, for us in the UK it's an imaginary day anyway, as 3/21/2018 does not exist! We put it as 21/3/2018.
I got u next time
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