The Reflection of Shadows
What I'm Feeling
What I’m feeling,
What I’m knowing,
Is that nothing
Is worth folding.
Not the breaking,
Not the suffering-
Nothing’s worth
The endless numbing.
No desire,
No addiction’s
Worth my conscious
Lapsing, shifting.
I hear demons
Screaming, calling,
Wishing on me
Hopes of falling,
Pleading me
To go their way,
To once again
Give up my place.
But what I’m feeling,
What I’m knowing,
Is that nothing
Is worth folding,
What I know
Is what I need-
That nothing’s worth
A life asleep.
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