Spilling Out

Imagine

Words building a ceiling
Slowly
Taking in hand an instrument
Carving in tender skin
Mantras
Misery you wouldn’t wish
Back upon the speaker
Tormented
Themself so clearly already
Spilling out is all they know

Survive

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