Buried Alive #Rhyme #Unapologetic

A stone’s throw away
from waving my white flag
An exhausted inner spirit
a voice that always nags
.
A verbal war of emotions
victorious in their screams
Calling upon my demons
a vortex of disturbing dreams
.
Cascading, saline rivers
dampen heated skin
Tracks of my afflictions
lead on to hidden sins
.
Crimson drops of dew
leak from damaged veins
Chaos consumes my peace
fatality takes the reigns
.
Twisted like a pretzel
writhing against the dead
Its sting becomes internal
as I drown beneath my dread

©️Unapologetically Me