I am scared.
A fear mixed with dread
Making me feel alive
And yet dead.
A worry, a hurt
I am fundamentally broken.
I am blind
With eyes open.
Abandonment real
I am sick with the taste
My heart laid to waste.
Pieces of me
Slipping on a trail down my face.
Brushed aside
In my haste.
Volumes and volumes
Left unspoken and stale
Caught in my throat...
My untold tale.
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