
Virginia creeper creeps up the
brick walls of my subconscious.
Suffocating my ability to think until
the vines of time leave me unconscious.
Poison ivy decided to slyly root itself
within the spicy soil of my privacy.
Spying on the highly divided bookshelf
silently poisoning the coalescence
of my internal library.
Quietly, I violently excavate the soil
with sharp, spayed shovels and axes.
Privately severing the invasive coils
before my persuasive psyche collapses.
I transplant thoughts to disrupt the noxiou
composition of my earthly restraints.
To grow a mentally stable landscape
free of knots and obnoxious
expeditions into the abysmal
depths my brain constantly creates.
About the Creator
Camila
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Comments (2)
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