Room

there's this feeling of sinking

wallowing in the nearest darkness
splitting my self into two
swallowing the helpless feeling in my skin
ignoring the eyes of strangers and paranoia drenched thoughts

decay,swelling,and alienation
Copyright © | Year Posted 2011

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