the moments spent in silence
are always too loud
intense arguments with myself
tryin to get my thoughts
just loud enough
to drown out the monster
I close my eyes tight
to blur the shadows
for a moment
it works
I convince myself
I can fight this
push thru it all
but it never takes long
for hope to frost over
god I hate this
chest cavin in
fire under the ribs
breath tryin to claw out
mind screamin
shut it down
shut it down
breathe in four
hold
out eight
no reason
no reason
stop before it breaks
fuck it
just close the door
and do what needs to be done








Fuck it just close the door do what needs to be done. I feel that.
Powerfully penned, Ambjr. Incredible write my friend, felt this one. Appreciate you.
Damian
This can apply to so many things we may be on the verge of doing, but fighting ourselves for one reason or another.
At the end…we just open that door and walk through…we have to or we might explode.
j.
exactly. appreciate the read.