pressure
not a care, tightening claws
control
thrashing blindly, striking out
rage
i can’t do a thing but
feel
[03 July 2006]
~ Sight ~ Sound ~ Smell ~ Taste ~ Touch ~ Thought ~
of this life
pressure
not a care, tightening claws
control
thrashing blindly, striking out
rage
i can’t do a thing but
feel
1 comment:
this poem resonates with your feelings. i hope it serves to dissipate them too! x
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