HollowTyler PrattSep 8, 20241 min readBeneath the numbness is a writhing beastTermites clawing through cold fleshWith insatiable hunger and furyHollowing out from withinTo create a shell, a huskThe tree that falls down from the coming storm
Locked FeelingsI locked my feelings in a ribcage But the cage began to crack Until it burst out from my lungs And I couldn't hold it back I screamed and...
Science of The SpiritThe ephemeral spirit dissipated Under the lense of scrutiny A death by definition The Great Mystery Stamped out by knowing
What am I ?Am I more than just the sum of other people’s thoughts Re-hashed in my mind I’m fluent in these influences Yet still serve them my time...
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