Friday, December 2, 2016


There are echoes inside my head
Telling me I am alone 
There are ghosts from my past 
They follow me where ever I go
I have memories like spiderwebs 
They trap me every time 
I breath out my insecurities 
I try to still my spinning mind 
Though bruised, this life can't break me
Though angry, your words won't choke me
I will stay up, find a come up 
I will find a way to fucking shine. 

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