My mind simmers—
a volcano,
waiting.
Maybe it erupts,
maybe it just holds,
a silent threat behind every blink.
It takes everything—
to stay still,
to not burst
when no one else feels the fire
licking the edge of my thoughts.
Decisions burn before they’re made—
Is it right?
Am I right?
Will this moment
become another
mess to clean
alone?
Life spills like paint
no one asked for—
a blur of colors no one...
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