crick

Out of sorts
Not quite right
Something will give
Soon enough

Awaiting the snap
Counting the breaths
Between the sheets
Tick, tick, tick

Muffled curse
Irate affection
Leave it
Bounce

Silent existence
Loud thoughts
The madness dances
In spheres

Collecting edges
Mustering sadness
Pinnacle of angst
Wear it underneath

Cover the wounds
With rotten smile
Cover the smile
With obscurity

Long for nothing
Exist
Sour tears
Do not roll

Help is at hand
Limbless
Paper bandaids
Severed torso

Guilt and denial
Together at last
Plumes of dust
Never to settle

Fight for air
Struggle to care
Forget by choice
I fukn swear

Bellow whispers
Crushing realization
Alone
In this cartoon

Open skin
Empty the sins
Accept the fact
This is all there is.

crick

kromwellfarkus

Joined November 2010

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