Anxiety

Spit out the nuisance stuck in between my tongue. I have reached fully done. Cooked at the highest temp, I have smelled my own flesh burn in the winter, and watch my brain melt in the sadness of the night. My lasting light, I call to thee – reach my own spine. Pull out the…

Release Me

Release this sting of nothingness that ravages my soul. Gently does it flow like sword and knife, through the vital organs. Screaming, beating every breathe meant for life.   Conclusions of colors that been seeded in the mind, have come to its death. Pushing, and releasing of faded black & blue. Caught up in the…