Saturday, August 11, 2018

Smothered

There's a weight in my chest that smothers me as I breathe.
I'm choking and choking
On the thought of where
We go from here.

I'm blinded by a fear
That fogs visions
And my thoughts
And I just want to drown
In the madness around me.
I want to let go.

I want to wake up
From this sick nightmare
Because this phantom
Sitting on my chest
Is smothering the life
Out of me.

I just want to go home.
I just
Want to go
Home.

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