Right now
I’m in this spot
immobilized.
So many thoughts
torment
and taunt me.
I look towards
this box
to spill my mind.
And the thoughts
cling tightly
to the walls of my skull.
So I wrote about that
instead.
Share:The Convoluted Search for Release
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Keep spilling that ink.
Eventually those thoughts are gonna lose their grip.
Keep ’em coming, my friend.