Cold Stone Heart
Keep hitting this same brick wall, Don't think my head'll still work. Feel tired, Strung out, Keep taking these things I can do without. This black hole keeps getting stronger, I feel her taking me apart, Cell by Cell, further and futher, Until I can't feel my cold stone heart. Feel anxious, Lights growing dim, I can hear myself groaning, But I can't let me in. The black hole's getting wider, Eating everything in her path, Shell by Cavernous shell, Sand is what is becoming of my cold stone heart. Feel sleepy, Lights gone out, Maybe if I ignore it, I might not even feel it, As this black hole of depression, Takes away any reference of me, Including my cold stone heart.
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Poet_Scott
Scott Farquharson had written poetry all of his life as an outlet for a very confused mind. He compiled his first book at the age of 19, \'General Thought (Book of few words)\', which was self published on Lulu.com in 2010. Following this, in 2012,...
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