I'm screaming loudly
With my silent pleas.
These long hours at night
Are haunting me.
My eyes are saying words
That my heart cannot.
You twisted my heart into a knot.
I'm reaching out
With my hollow soul.
I feel like I'm dancing
On hot coals.
My mind feels brittle.
My soul is cracked.
How is it possible
That I'm still intact?
I'm slowly drowning
In every tear I shed.
Maybe it would be better for everyone
If I were nothing but dead...
~a.k.
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Polaroid Poems
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