It SitsA Poem by ElieeIt sits on my chest, a heavy sigh. Breaking my throat. Tear my lungs out.It sits on my chest A heavy sigh Breaking my throat Tear my lungs out It leans against my back. Bending my knees Down to my toes Tear out my brain It curls heavy Much like broken bones Sit heavy in their sockets Tear out my eyes The monster's ring Singing praises to devils And demons and tolerance Has no place here © 2017 ElieeAuthor's Note
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Added on February 10, 2017 Last Updated on February 10, 2017 Tags: Contemporary, abstract, soft, poetry, thoughtful, freeverse AuthorElieeMoorhead, MNAboutI like to cry at night, with my partner. I'm wracked with crippling depression, but I get through with sarcasm and a deep set bitterness. I write, I read, as does everyone on this site (I would hope)... more..Writing
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