Low Mood

A pale early sky
Begins my morning tears
Empty body, poisoned spirit
     More than grateful no one’s near

Dangerous contemplations rise
Of rope, bottles, and blood
Final words I never write
     I beg the needs be left undone

One thought wrapped warm remains
I never need to wake
The end, the last desire left
     Witnessing these risen veins

Rays of sun cut me again
The joy in light won’t understand
Struck with a darkest mood
     Before the wounds could mend

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2 responses to “Low Mood

  1. I really like your writing. Very much, I just read pretty much all your blog and read them. Just thought you should know, your very good.

    • imaginaryfears

      It always surprises me when people say they like my writing. I usually just assume it’s too confusing or is harder to relate to. So thank you very much.

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