slowly crawling up the spine and tearing at the mind
shivers and shudders; a soft-focus on the shutters
dark spots after staring at the light bulb trying to erase thoughts
touch, contact; like a palpatating heart
altered mindstates the grieving mind hates
smile and laugh masquerading the hurt
million thoughts a minute
million miles to sprint
chain link fence seperates the heaven-sent
such conversation and words nonchalant
so out of place and fighting the wants
finally leave to try and catch what can't be seen
breath, love, a sense of calm, sanity
the nightsky sooths the weary mind
loud music drowns the sound of clawing behind the eyes
falling apart slowly and crumbling into an ocean...
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