Prompt 23: Doubt


As the sun sets,

The inner blues

Slowly creep upon me

Anger surrounds me

Can’t sleep, can’t eat

Thoughts deceiving conjuring concept

As they toy with my mind

I sit wondering is it really worth it?

My life, my life

Deeply distress pain ignites

I’m counting every second, minute, hour

To free me, free me

Sweeter bitterness

As my remandt slowly paints itself

Suppressed mindless thoughts 

Swallowed always by my tongue

My instrumental struggles 

To free me from this mask



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