So unsure of what to do with herself
It sickens her
Nowhere to place her hand
Where it stays secure
It splinters when it touches any surface
Breaks through leaving a hole
It becomes just black
Endless black
She never falls in
She promised herself
To stand outside of herself
To remember it looked this way before
When she let it get out of control
So she pulls that hand out
Stops the shaking
And repairs the hole
She recovers
And rebuilds the light
That user doesn't exist...
She Recovers
Author: More Ways Than One
Why, hello there. The name is Keegan and hopefully this life sparks new ideas, if it does anything at all. I love the feeling I get when I emerge myself in thought to understand something. That battle with my mind is ... Read Bio
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