Ink
Black like ink, slimy gooey terror
Marking trails across the floor.
A dash across the concrete leaving panic in your wake.
My minds like putty, adjusting to your story youve all but written into reality.
Pills slide down my throat
To force you away
But you come back
Everytime
With a feeling of vegence.
I cant help
But to submit to your presence
Cowering in the dimension you reside
My heart melts to the floor, scattered feelings in the shadows in the walls.
Uncertainty in my mind
Choking me silent
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