
[Obsessive thoughts]
Hacking through obsessive thoughts like vines,
The jungle of my mind fights back.
Roots and brush prevent my steps
While hives of angry bugs attack.
Marching through the desert in my brain
Past serotonin cactus flowers,
The dry expanse is vast
And crossing takes me many hours.
Icy cold and barren tundra
Don't compare to chilling voices.
After shivering in fear
I recall that they're just noises.
--
[Moon]
Molten darkness swaddles me
While Mother licks her thumb.
My eyeless face peers down
And maybe inward.
She swipes across my cheek
And I resist but she's the
Stronger one. I beam again
As soon as she is done.
--
[Never Dark]
Stark white, ever bright,
Never dark, never night.
Full of light, zero stars,
This is life behind bars.
About the Creator
Dan X Catena
Life on the inside. I write for fame and commissary jelly.
@dan.unchained



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