I feel like a cry
I need a good scream.
The kind you’d hike up a mountain for,
Be careful not to slip.
I crave a release
An escape from the devil inside.
If you dive deep enough, do you think we can drain him out?
The river flows,
“If you were gone imagine how much better you’d feel”
The water runs black, no end insight.
I can’t ever remember a time when the river ran clear.
Filthy with toxins, hate, and insecurities.
I went for a swim and never made it out.
Nobody to blame for my own insanity but me.
Locked inside my very own hell.
How do I get out?
How can I make it stop?
The current is so strong,
I know.. it’s wrong but the river, it’s just to strong!
I’m trapped inside.
The real me.
The one with hopes, and dreams.
Trapped by the blackened river.
Nobody can help her,
Only I can help myself.
The journey to the end begins.
Stop being trapped inside!
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