Night Crawlers
Poem: The Torment We Face From Our Own Anxiety.
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The carnivore inside of me,
Tearing my body,
Ripping at the seams,
Rotting out this mess of me,
A puppet without strings,
A bloodsucker of life,
Nothing is as it seems,
Nightmares at night,
I'm scared of what the mirror sees.
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Writer's Notes:
I have so much fun with these Halloween/Spooky prompts. A lot of these I can take the darker prompts and turn them into a sense of healing for me. To write about the darkest moments in my life and to give myself a space to release those past emotions and further my healing. I feel this year has been such a healing and eye opening year. Everyday I learn something new and continue to go through life curiously and eager.
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