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Mdieaj Nov 2018
It is
Real
It is
Painful
It is
Truth
It isn't
Anymore
Or is it
Mdieaj Nov 2018
My Eyes See
What is no longer there
Your hands pull on my body
Like spiders weaving a web
Here in the moment
But which moment is it
What's real
What's illusion
What's pain
What's love
Hearing the screams
coming from everywhere and nowhere
I try to focus on the road ahead
But I can't make the shaking stop
I can't run
I can't scream
I can't cry
I can't breath
I can't be
Anything
I am caught in this spiral of nothing and everything
Consuming and wasted
Thoughts of yesterday
Haunting my today
*copyright Aida Soto

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