Strong, strong enough to
rip through my entire soul,
my whole being.
It tingles at the tip
as it moves inwards, it gets
strong...er, filing me up
to the point it feels like it,
will swallow me whole.
Strong, strong enough to
scare me deep into my soul, shaking
my whole being.
It shivers me at the tip
as it moves inwards
strong...er. Filling me up
to the point... I feel it,
the ground shaking under me.
Strong, strong enough to
not let it consume my entire soul.
my whole being.
It flows all the way to the tip
relaxing me as it moves inwards
strong...er, then this
to the point, I realize
you aren't worth it.
- written 1.13.20
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Cassiie Etienne
28 years old. I have been writing for as long as I could remember. For some reason writing was the only way I could express myself when I was younger and it still is one of the best ways I express myself.
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