stillness

Sometimes I feel like my chest is deep in captivity

And my head is the only thing keeping me there

Sullen scars with eyes that tell no story

self pity pain

Drowned by drunken thought

Feelings and words muddle

Gripping at my stomach

Ripping tendons into tenfold

Screaming summers of dead names

hollow sunken wound

deep left to fester

until pain is only a thought

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