At first, it crawls up your spine,
like a bone-chilling breeze.
Then, it crashes over your head,
a tidal wave made of bricks,
it snaps your neck.
Leaves you broken and bleeding.
But not dead.
Not yet.
***
There are people all around,
it's just a normal day.
They can't see the devastation,
they can't see the wreck.
You don't look any different,
your just the same.
It seems.
I wrote this last year but I felt like sharing it today because why not?
I've got quite a few poems that I've written and have always wanted to share, so what better way than this.
Prepare yerselves fer some emotional poetry!
I hope y'all are well and are having a lovely night, morning, day and evening! :)
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