I feel like I'm drowning. I feel like a tiny raft struggling to stay afloat as a storm rages on. I feel like a body that's been crushed by the weight of a thousand mountains. I feel like a corpse that was thrown into a mass grave who somehow caught a second wind. I feel like I'm that undead corpse trying to claw my way out of masses of dead flesh. I feel like a pile of lifeless flesh being gnawed on by vultures. I am drowning.
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A collection of poems and late night musings
PoetryJust a collection of poetry and late night musings I wrote, mainly to just vent and release feelings that I felt couldn't be explained in anything other than words. Sharing a bit of my grey world view with people, the stuff I write is pretty dark an...
