I fear my fear is coming back
I run and hide away
but still am trapped
inside my shack
Of fog and smoke
of mud and myre
of skeletons unseen
of undying desire
Of musing turned scars
of vomits and vermin
of memories lost
and memories forgotten
My memory is such
full of anguish and pain
full of harm and regret
that's why I fear the rain
Feb 21, 2021
Feb 21, 2021 at 2:37 AM UTC
I fear my fear is coming back
I run and hide away
but still am trapped
inside my shack
Of fog and smoke
of mud and myre
of skeletons unseen
of undying desire
Of musing turned scars
of vomits and vermin
of memories lost
and memories forgotten
My memory is such
full of anguish and pain
full of harm and regret
that's why I fear the rain
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