Stuck in a whirlpool
Through an open window
I spin and I spin
Until I am sick
I chased for the rainbow
Looked for tomorrow
The bloodiest battle
Is yet to be won
Lost my beauty inside
When I took the knife
Escaping the nightmare
Ending the life
That wasn't mine
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Confessions of a Melancholic Dreamer #Wattys2015
PoetryA collection of poetry and prose, gathered through years of creative black-outs and self-preservation. 'Feel the rhythm of a thumping heart through the lines of a daydreamer.' Copyright ©GRETA GREE 2015 Currently ranking 214 in Poetry category (6/29...
