releasing & growing

poetry allows me to purge and process. its how I breathe.

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brain runs, when body is in fear, switches off in a click, all thoughts go to run, run bitch run , run bitch run. thats what they want me to do right? thats what they did no? left my body massacred, stretched across different continents, legs planted in one, running, arms lengthed […]

and There I was,and Here I am, The clouds passing by,The Sun still rising,The roads still pushing,.The world around me still moving, Chains still strung around my ribcageRound and round,Tied with strong knots,I’m suffocating against cold metal,My breath not finding release,Circulating in fears,I’m trapped within my own chest, Oggling into the distance,wondering what the fuck […]