Shell shocked
sleepwalking
through the day.
Tormented
by nothing less
than my own mind.
Mind's a hollow black room.
Cacophonous symphonies
echo off the walls.
I want to rip my hair out;
my skin off;
Dissolve entirely.
Once was balanced
now I hang on the pendulum.
Waiting to fall into graves once filled
May 11, 2018
May 11, 2018 at 5:02 PM UTC
Shell shocked
sleepwalking
through the day.
Tormented
by nothing less
than my own mind.
Mind's a hollow black room.
Cacophonous symphonies
echo off the walls.
I want to rip my hair out;
my skin off;
Dissolve entirely.
Once was balanced
now I hang on the pendulum.
Waiting to fall into graves once filled
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