The End Of Me - Poem by Runni McDaniel
A melting clock, ticking and tocking away.
Every second a small shard falls from a broken mind.
The tears drip slowly, making the vision blurred;
Trembling inside while waiting for everything to fade.
My sanity is slipping, no true smiles or laughter any more.
Every emotion within me is disappearing. The pit of
nothingness is surrounding me. All my senses fade and
there's nothing, but silence.....
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