Ouch
I hurt myself again
Blood from wielding words
Wrong
Time and time
I tried explaining
My voice died
A mellow death
Slowly the clocks they spin
Round and round
I've been here many times before
I lost myself again
Unwrap these tears
Drowning in a sea
Of small emotions
Hold me now
Damn
These blankets feel cold
Under my stormy head
Lost
Nowhere to be found
I think I might break
Someone there?
By Jessica John Posko 🌻
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