Forever I am stuck, In this viscous cycle of recovery, Never ending my brain turns, Churning out the cycler thoughts, Which spin the paranoia, Out of thin air, Such circles spin and spin, As I sit stuck in this everlasting cycle, Recovering from each stressful moment, Each time feeling little further from the start, Slower…
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Bombarding
Despite a recent thought blockade, Skydiving planes of stress bombard, Shattering the peaceful bouquet, Of baby blue bonnets, That keep the dark thoughts at bay.
Another Life
Lost a life, Gained life, Lost more life, Gained life. Lost another life, This time had to buckle down, Hit hard in the gut, Change a Demon, Eyes glowing yellow, Red dots of hell inside, Mind lost control, Body in chaos, Heart crashing overboard, Gripping the hull, Watching shore develop, Dreams abound, A life yet…
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