DegradingA Poem by scarlynnyeah I did make up the word "tigerously"
I live in my dreams,
I am the waking dream, defined. I slither down stairwells endless, I slide under the covers and stay there- literally, figuratively. Every noise is ambient and alien, they're all scripted - especially my heartbeat. I was always curious about insanity. I can't hear over the blood roaring tigerously in my ears- twenty four hour shifts it takes. Nothing is beautiful and it's entirely my fault.
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Added on November 10, 2015 Last Updated on November 10, 2015 |