Breathless

When left alone In the dark and quiet Thoughts fester Creeping from the shadows Until it's hard to breathe- Hard to forget Hard to remember Leaving you More alone than ever -Kel Dayheart

Blackout #95

Using the walls for support, she felt light- headed, her field of vision weakened. The familiar heaviness at the base of her neck.

Stagnant

I'm so afraid To move forward With failure lurking in my brain That I refuse to move Thinking, for some reason, That wasn't a failure in itself -Kel Dayheart

No Time For Brakes

You're a red convertible accident Waiting to happen You know the kind Slamming on the gas Grinding the clutch in third Going way too fast And way too erratic To brake when the time comes -Kel Dayheart

Favor

To have the favor of a god Is both a blessing and a curse Blessing in the bliss A curse when you realize That you were just a flavor For him to taste and reject -Kel Dayheart

Impatient Anticipation

I can feel my heartbeat Throughout my whole being Ears turning an eye-catching pink As I try to breathe But I can't calm down Not with what is about to happen -Kel Dayheart

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