I try so hard to stay in line
To ignore the tingling in my spine
That cold wave of breath taking dread,
So real these voices in my head
Shadows flicker in my sight
Even in the brightest light
In my head I hear a bell
Is it real? I cant tell
I don’t think i can tell anymore
No, now I’m insanities whore
He comes in and fucks around
Makes sure I’m disaster bound
But as whispers turn to screams
The outside stays so serene
I wont let it crack the shell
Wont let it all spill out, my chaotic hell
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Written October 23rd, 2004
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This is very good. Keep it up! Also check some mine out if you feel like it.
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woah i was drawn into your words!How did you come up with this?It's amazing how some can just write such work I look up to your poetry i look forward to reading more very soon i'm gonna check out some more of your poetry soon thank you for being inspiring!!
~nikki~

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