Decreasing Time Left Poem by Katy Lue
Decreasing Time Left
There's this feeling thats burning me,
it stings,
and twists,
and pulls and grinds,
like nail in fits
it forces my heart to blacken and shrink,
to curl and flip and twist again,
it forces me to darkness,
to the window of death,
trying to resist
decreases time left,
i wish not to die with this eating my heart,
but free of this burden
thats making life hard
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4/19/2024 7:16:40 PM # 1.0.0.1119
This feeling also is getting on my nerve.Awesome!