Mind debilitated
Thoughts running a muck
ceasing to give a fuck.
Psych ward.
Blink.
Walls closing in
Perhaps internally, but not physically.
maybe its a result of the mind's grey matter turning black
Due to lack........
Of everything.
Brain dead.
Can't think.
So much pain and turmoil
even the paper aches at the touch of the pen. Brain spinning. Trying to remember the cause of this immeasurable agony and its place of origin.
Pages feeling overwhelmed.
asphyxiated by the venom being spewed from this poisonous ink.
Lines in a battle to be more than a guiding force, more than mere support.
words begin to dominate the space though.
Neither side winning or losing, as all intended feelings are felt and the last drop of emotionally poisoned ink has been expelled.
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