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Misty Meadows
Poems
Feb 2016
The Rest One Craves
My pills don't match
The moon.
Well, they're something like
The stars.
We take enough to numb
The pain and never notice
Scars.
My freedom has a limit,
Go as far as God allows me.
I always pass my boundaries,
Never notice my surroundings.
There's a vicious type of
Violence simply flowing
Through my veins.
I press it with a pressure that just
Pierces through my pain.
My dreams will turn to
Nightmares and my sleep
Becomes my death.
I am resting in a bed with
Blades to ruin all my
Flesh.
Written by
Misty Meadows
21/F/Pennsylvania
(21/F/Pennsylvania)
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