Emotional poem - What resides
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EnglishVoice Age
Young Adult (18-35)Accents
North American (General)Transcript
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feet planted in the sands of an old, familiar postcard beach. Gentle waves breaking white girls as if to be a subtle reminder. Cease temperament can change at any moment. So do not linger with that a solar step away, but never quite turning my back to the abyss once called home, devoid of all but a single light, faint voice. The moon's reflection. This phone light bates me to swim with her the way it once did, the way I have in the past. The waves eagerly reach from my feet. Not this time, dear. No, not this time. Has it turned to run? Reads Grasp. A stiff flex is if begging me to stay with spring soft for you. Friends, friends shock like following through thin ice. I was never on that beach, the frigid water at my chin, fixated on my lie in the sky. I lie flu like a deer in headlights. There is no hope is the liquid invades my years. Like the endless scenarios and conversations manifesting in my head. The sweet, familiar stain of overwhelming denial and self doubt passes the time in this war, waged on a private front that nobody could ever understand unless they were the victors against the one man Army in your mind and even then, difficult. The worst part regurgitate the same old worn out advice because it's never as easy as just winning the battle. When every minute is an uphill struggle in a war against an opponent who doesn't sleep, knows everything you know encompasses everything you fear. A mental manifestation of concentrated, self hate, lingering disdain of anything positive, complimentary embrace. Nothing you do sues this can tankers Beast limits, smiles with 1000 miles. If you give it to get enough show, he'll be thrown your bone allowed to regain your strength for the thrill of the hunts. The model. While this heinous monsters stock shoe in every mirror and every stranger smile the while. Anxiety, place your fears on loop in the back of your mind. They're all a threat. They're all a threat. Dare not look them in the eye. You're a mere moments from conflict looked down at the ground. Get out as fast you can and don't look back at their cricket. Grins hide behind the walls, labored pawn for years. Touch her. What's out of touch cannot help me in a life felt reason few anything resembling this kind of pain City comes Think of us as it pleases, okay?