Write the Gut Wrenching Pain Away

It hunts me down like the corpse eating zombie

Beautiful wildflowers wither a somber death

Black sketches itself across the canvas of my heart

Shadows strip me of strength and sanity

A crown of invisible sadness covers my frame I sit and stare at a lifeless landscape

That just yesterday paraded around in color

Pain is always on my heels

And so I fall

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