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My Internal Apocolypse

December 7, 2011
By lovetolaugh343 BRONZE, Covington, Michigan
lovetolaugh343 BRONZE, Covington, Michigan
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Favorite Quote:
&quot;I believe time wounds all heals&quot; - John Lennon<br /> &quot;When life hands you lemons make grape juice, then sit back and watch the world wonder how you did it.&quot;


I cough trying to regain my breath
Voice hoarse and hurting
Shaking and scared I drop
Down to my hands and knees
Trying to grasp onto reality
Grab onto any string of hope I can reach
The tender weave that binds them unraveling at my touch and slipping away
Trails of bitterness silently drip down, reluctantly
My lungs burn
The trails can't drop anymore
It's weak
It's not fair
I don't have the right
Choking
Pain
Air is crushed from my lungs
Collapsed and unable to refill
Pulse racing
A symphony of drums ring in synchronization
Whispers of lullabies long forgotten swarm
Sweet words with a sharp bite
Wash the medicine down with my saddened tears
Salt scrub down the hurt and the hate
Salt, free me
Down on my knees, salt free me


The author's comments:
The feeling of being alone, on your own separate island, and completely numb from the rest of the world is what I was trying to capture. When all of your instincts are telling you not to break down but really, that's all that's left for you to do.

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