Forbidden

"."."."."

These opaque shadows, they creep upon me,
And whisper these lies,
These lies, and they cry-
They cry the surreal,
And they cry to survive.

Those wisps of smoke, they twist around me,
And find themselves into my mind,
My mind, and they scream-
They scream the forbidden,
And they scream to provide.

I blink back the
cutting
piercing
stabbing
fear
For these shadows of the smoke,
The smoke of the shadows,
They cry and they scream,
And I feel alive,
Feel Alive.

"."."."."

The End

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