Poetry / "This darkness"

Screaming so silently right about now…tired and lifeless after it all…My head pounding..pounding..My eyes burning..burning…No where to turn..no one to turn to…Everyone’s gone…Everyone’s flying around with their guardian angel, and me? Sitting here in the mouth of darkness… Hands looking old, ashy and yes even wrinkled from the cold…the cold..oh! its so cold…cover me…cover me…make me and keep me warm…make me and keep me safe from harm…chase all the sexual feelings away…for they haunt me oh! how they haunt me…and there are no ghostbusters here today! Damn! This darkness that does nothing but make think…Damn! this darkness that does nothing for my looks This darkness that makes me blend in, that makes me feel old, that makes me feel so…so…all alone…Damn! its quiet…and MY HEAD IS POUNDING! AND MY EYES ARE BURNING! AND! MY ASS IS HELLA TIRED! SO? SO?...ok…so!

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