Smothered

Why do I struggle to remain with my brain unstifled?
Emotions running wild; how long can I stay intact, I don't even feel human.
My heart's going black.

This poem is about: 
Me

Comments

poetically me

3 years ago

I dig that, add a little more tho

 

Erica Brown

3 years ago

Thank you! I'll try to see what I can add to it.

poetically me

3 years ago

I dig that, add a little more tho

 

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