Psychlonic Meltdown Poem by Axley Jade Blaze
Psychlonic Meltdown
Rating: ★3.5
There's a cyclonic fire
Winding up inside of me
It's poking through my veins
Can't control the storm
I think I need to be chained
Right to the floor
As I abominate existence
To control the disaster
I middle-finger all of Life
Then, I ice death, with my laughter!
© copyright 2018-2024 Psychlonic Meltdown Nicole D'Settēmi
Wednesday, November 28, 2018
Topic(s) of this poem: depression,mental illness
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