It consumes
You.
Starting as
a ball in
Your gut.
Building,
And building-
Until it bursts.
A paralyser.
You can't
Escape.
It follows you everywhere.
Some love it,
The pain,
The vulnerability.
Others wish
it never
was.
Either way,
It's a
Constant companion.
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Poetry of Mine
الشعرFrom the title I'm sure you guessed this is some of my poetry... If you didn't I have no words. If you are confused by anything I'd love to hear from you and I'd be glad to elaborate!:) comment if you liked didn't like or if there is something I can...
