constant

constant

A Poem by Wraith.

A mental necrosis
Don't have it in me
Heavy heart like a hammer head
close your eyes
try not to think about
all the different ways
you want to die

© 2015 Wraith.


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sounds like Sylvia Plath or Anne Sexton---

"like carpenters they don't ask why build, just what tools"

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Wraith.
Wraith.

warwickshire, United Kingdom



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