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Downward Spiral
If it's spiraling out of control
I know a thing about it or so
Chest heaving in spasms to and fro
My blood is chilling, I'm cold.
Hormones,
The enemy of my soul.
Treacherous traitor supplying woes,
Till my heart's worn a hole,
And my eyes become running groans.
Boxed in.
I've never dropped a gauntlet,
Or backed away from a fight,
But, boxed in,
I retreat into a corner,
Anxiety shallowing my breaths.
Boxed in,
I become unaware,
Of the light glinting off the knife,
That signals my way out.
Alas
Boxed in,
The corner's made me a product of fear
And strangled tears.
© Amanah Saais
I know a thing about it or so
Chest heaving in spasms to and fro
My blood is chilling, I'm cold.
Hormones,
The enemy of my soul.
Treacherous traitor supplying woes,
Till my heart's worn a hole,
And my eyes become running groans.
Boxed in.
I've never dropped a gauntlet,
Or backed away from a fight,
But, boxed in,
I retreat into a corner,
Anxiety shallowing my breaths.
Boxed in,
I become unaware,
Of the light glinting off the knife,
That signals my way out.
Alas
Boxed in,
The corner's made me a product of fear
And strangled tears.
© Amanah Saais
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