Desole
The internal warfare has begun
Machinery of mass depression is at bay
Bombs of anxiety will be released
Like a capital, my heart has been besieged
Cavities of blood gushing
Chemicals of dopamine rushing
But nothing will calm this foul play.
Nothing will keep these demons away.
Copyright © Shane Pillay | Year Posted 2015
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