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Description
Loneliness crowds in my pores,
fitting with a vice grip
like destiny.

My anxieties plait love letters
addressed to my sadness
through my nervous system,
I cannot read their hasty manuscript,
but they scream
with excellent diction
about my lack of self worth.

I crawl in the dark
looking for someone to speak to -
the scrapes on my knees
reminding me
that you'll pick me up
in pieces out of the concrete
when you find the time,

taking note how you've started
to bunt me to the side
like trash -
I've only ever tried to shine golden for you.

Crawling in the dark
anxieties like cinder blocks
I look for a match
and a way out of here.

Description
Loneliness crowds in my pores,
fitting with a vice grip
like destiny.

My anxieties plait love letters
addressed to my sadness
through my nervous system,
I cannot read their hasty manuscript,
but they scream
with excellent diction
about my lack of self worth.

I crawl in the dark
looking for someone to speak to -
the scrapes on my knees
reminding me
that you'll pick me up
in pieces out of the concrete
when you find the time,

taking note how you've started
to bunt me to the side
like trash -
I've only ever tried to shine golden for you.

Crawling in the dark
anxieties like cinder blocks
I look for a match
and a way out of here.