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Talking in Circles

Spinning

By jessica youngPublished 8 years ago 1 min read

I am losing the feeling in my brain.

I am becoming numb and it is spreading.

My heart is cold,

Pain is being pulled threw my body,

Draining me.

This losing and taking and emptying of me.

There is not much left of what I thought I was,

Or was to be?

What do I do? Where do I go?

I talk in circles.

But I am spinning.

There is nothing left of others for me.

No one is watching the baby.

The best picture of the tragedy,

Walking around this zombie,

World is spinning.

Photos and Twitter

Hurt lashed is so large,

So few words,

So many scars.

No one is watching where they are going,

Dent the wall,

Fall in the pond,

Memes of hilarity,

Soothe the beast in me.

Board by board,

DNA dismantling,

Changing and no prosperity,

Woe is me.

Oh poor you.

Take from them,

Line their pocket.

War is raging and we are,

Doomed to fate.

A repeated hate.

I talk in circles,

But I am spinning.

sad poetry

About the Creator

jessica young

Never know what one is to say about themselves. I am here to let out some thoughts. I am getting older with each breath. I use to love "things"..I hope I can find that again.

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