"When you think you can't hold on any longer, don't let go."
Missing limbs.
Eyes falling out of their sockets.
Hands no longer fill their pockets.
Days turn into years
But they are still here.
How can they hold out their hand when there is no hand to hold?
Fingers broken to the bone.
Broken beyond repair.
Falling apart,
Being held together by one tattered nerve.
When did it all start?
Afraid to even blink.
Open bare, making new wounds form.
Will they stand?
Or will they burst?
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Screaming Into The Void
Poetry#1 in poetry :) #1 in free verse :) Have you ever felt like it was the end? Like today was just a bad day? That no matter how many times you believe that something can happen that it just might not? That no one gives a damn at all? That all you do...
