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#13

Bleak

jreeves<3

Feb 2, 2022

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1 Min Read

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It was one of those days again.

A spoon full of syrup,

Another needle,

Sugary sweet.

Crimson blood,

White sheets.

Repent your sins,

Take a breath,

For it may be your last.

White walls,

Bleach and latex gloves,

“Stop shaking,” They say,

“It’ll be over in a second.”

No pain,

Mindless abyss.

Hospital gowns,

Sweaty brows.

Back stiff against the metal table.

Syringes full of my life.

Drip, drip, drip.

Just breathe,

Take a breath.

Discarded plastic cups,

Fluttering papers held by the clamp of metal.

The clicking of computer keys.

Swallow,

Choke,

Eyes full of tears.

Yes,

It was indeed one of those days again.

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Table of Contents

#2 The Rage Inside

#3 Young And Free

#5 A Colorless World

#6 Listen to Me

#8 Why'd You Leave Me?

#9 Bleeding Hearts

#11 Poisoned Love

#12 Tainted Innocence

#15 The Monster

#17 Invisible Me

#19 Smile For Me

#20 If I Were To Die Today

#22 Beauty is in the eyes of the beholder

#23 My adventure

#24 Nothing But dreams

#25 The horror of my love

#26 kaleidoscope

#28 I just want you

#29 These Words Burned My Throat

#30 I stand in silence in a world full of you

#31 In Lana We Stand

#32 Irrevocably and hopelessly addicted to you

#33 Can you stitch me up?

#34 Oh God i'm in love

#35 The art of one night stands

#36 I think i'm done

#37 Red nail polish

#38 Desire to rest

#39 In my divorced dads playlist era

#40 My golden god

#42 I think there's a toad in my throat

#43 Ought to try

#44 Think of me as often as I do you

#45 Just fucking get out of my head already

#46 My supernova

#47 I need to stop thinking of you

#48 Turned twice away but back again

#49 Lust or Love

#51 My sneakers are rotting and tearing at the seams

#52 October, November, December

#53 If I stop, how will I ever move again?

#54 Stringing me along

#55 his little lost love of mine

#56 sweetened despair

#57 To the bugs living rent free

#58 A thief of hearts

#59 The righteous path to girlhood is by fatherly neglect

#60 This Is The Last Poem

#61 That wasn't the last issue

#62 I fear a burnout grows near

#64 i can't stop writing poetry cause bad things keep happening

#65 A room that is no more