My mind is flooded
Thoughts whirl round
I better learn to swim
Before I sink and drown
With every effort,
I descend deeper.
Thoughts whirl round
Now I’m dancing with the
Reaper.
Lean down , inhale sweet
Poison
Thoughts whirl round
Fairy dust, now I’m flying
Then, shattered on the ground.
History, constantly repeated
Thoughts whirl round
I’m once again defeated.
I long for the day, peace I have found
Never again will these
Thoughts whirl round.
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Author:
Resa Bronstein (Pseudonym) (
Offline) - Published: May 5th, 2018 19:51
- Category: Sad
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Comments2
I'm happy for you.
Haven’t quite found it yet!
Thank you for reading.
Resa
That piece is there for you Resa, just look towards the light.
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