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Arlo Disarray
Poems
Jan 2022
it never ends
you always
get
my stomach
in
a twist
making my
innards
clench up
like a
fist
punching their
way
out
from the
inside
climbing up
out
of
my
throat
leaving
my
lips
dried
i'm so tired
of talking
to the dead
in my dreams
having conversations
in my head
with no one,
it seems
licking my
cracked lips
and rubbing them
raw
with my
callused
fingertips
hearing
the skin
as it rips
and falls off
in
little
bits
nothing is ever over
until the world ends
where one thing stops
another begins
and i hate it
i do
it makes me so sick
watching my clock
constantly
waiting for
the final
tick
but nothing ever ends
it just starts again
repeating in my head
making my heart
and brain
spin
it never
ever
ends
it only begins
my lips
fall right off
and my
severed mouth
grins
#depression
#anxiety
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Arlo Disarray
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