Between fading dots
On the old boring clock
Hanging on blank wall of my room
Between stabbing urge to crumble
And valorous fight for shriveling breaths
Between paralyzing pain
Boiling streams of tears
And smiles drawn with crimson paint
I feel frozen
In a block of ice
That feels like a raging inferno
I am tied again..
To that forsaken moment
When the night has departed
And morning is late..
Between the fear of loneliness
And crippling social anxiety
To a moment of nameless disaster
Written for OctPoWriMo 2018.
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