Unrequited Pain (a collection)

Sadness tears at the lungs

Madness rises like bile

Strung on a wire

Am I to escape this fire?


Tortured Souls are not whole

Hoarding feelings of frustration

Eyes feel heavy with supplications


The hollow is lonely

You struggle to breathe

The waves come crashing down

Inhaling the water allows for mercy


One which cannot be bound

Yearns to be found

Am I the one to tame it's to and fro?

Perhaps... I shall sink just as low

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