Thursday, April 28, 2016

If Only...

A silent scream,
Nails falling off from clawing at Hope,
Fingers bloody.
A noose around my neck.
Asphyxiation.
Gasping.
Drowning in the sorrows of today.
I kick the chair out from under me.
If only.


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