those whispers in the dark calling out to my decaying heart reaching for that lost love that small amount of dignity and strength holding on for dear life clinging to the outside of the rottening flesh controlling what’s left speaking to the inner depths screaming to be heard in a voice barely over a whisper trying to yell but being forced back down scratching to get out burning to be free breathing to stay alive but fighting to breath eager to break free to be set loose pecking at the cage getting ready to fly away fly to freedom one more time
Reason for writing:
going out on your own, recovering from a breakup or whatever :)
Birth sign: Aries
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