The countless folds of thick dark curtains
Cogently conceals what's hidden beneath
A tempest of emotions wreaking havoc
Arousing chaotic commotion
Debilitating me
Some buried
Some hovering ominously
Raucous silence
Exhausting my insides
My resilience wavering
As I struggle to stay afloat
My numb fingers beckoning you
to save me
Before I become
A broken shard of memory
Mar 15, 2018
Mar 15, 2018 at 6:01 AM UTC
The countless folds of thick dark curtains
Cogently conceals what's hidden beneath
A tempest of emotions wreaking havoc
Arousing chaotic commotion
Debilitating me
Some buried
Some hovering ominously
Raucous silence
Exhausting my insides
My resilience wavering
As I struggle to stay afloat
My numb fingers beckoning you
to save me
Before I become
A broken shard of memory
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