Know not what's going on, for in a nightmare of fear remains,
An ignorance of understanding painted with a stippled brush,
Messages left go to the grave,
Dashed in unmentionable silence,
Element of ignorance,
Rips stomach out with heart and soul,
Quest of questions without response,
Internal volcano fluctuates,
Preparing to erupt as spot of poison hits the surface,
In manic explosive, silent mode,
As nausea attacks!

By ladylivvi1
Worry not it's just a dark poem x
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