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"Sweat drips down my arm..."

By KBPublished 4 months ago 1 min read
Photo by Pawel Czerwinski on Unsplash

Sweat drips down my arm

When an alarm goes off in my heart

An uncontrollable part of my body

Becomes spotty and stained

With the pain of the rapid movement

Of my brain’s amusement of the loss.


The uncontrollable action of it

Doesn’t hit the reality check

And the wreck becomes bigger

Like its trigger is from myself

Sitting high on a shelf I am pulling down

Purposefully drowning in sweat.


I understand this doesn’t always occur

The blur isn’t always there

I swear I can sometimes control

This gaping hole that appears

And stays for years in my mind

But I can combine these thoughts

And maybe make sense of it all.

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