Emotions swiraling
Thoughts wiraling
Battles raging
Mind caving
Voices screaming
Sounds screeching
And then...
nothing.
Complete stillness.
Heavy dark
No noise
No thought
Just...
Quiet.
On the outside...
A girl in white sheets
Death
She does not cheat
A gun in her hand
A hole in her head
The thoughts have stopped
The chaos finally ends...
-Morgann Talbot
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wow that's beautiful in a MORBID kind of way!
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wow! I love it babe, you did a really good job getting your point and emotion across.
we all mis spell thing *mainly me!* but you know that already so I like the way you misspelled it it makes it your own.
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This is excellent hunny - whirling is spelled this way and swirling is this way I love this I think we all feel like things are spiraling out of control many times in our life and this poem is perfect - excellent job my sweet one
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