Jeez, oh wheeze,
He made me freeze,
Please,
I’m falling apart at the seams,
I’m begging on my knees,
Why can’t you hear my pleas?
You seize at my dreams,
I just cannot appease,
Or ease,
And there are no guarantees,
Even though you tease,
You helped produce this disease,
That means you and he never leaves,
It always seems to be the extremes in my dreams,
You squeeze,
The repugnant and vile scenes,
They replayed all the same themes,
It always proceeds,
You and him playing out your evil deeds,
The needs of abusive machines,
Trapeze is your expertise,
And all I can do is beg for it to end,
Can it ever?
All I can do is thank,
My sleep my continuous prank,
As I sank…
About the Creator
Honor Willow Brown
I am a 25 year old student currently in my fourth year of BA English and Film. I'm interested in sharing creative writing, non-fiction articles and poems.

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