The Hands that Grip Tightly

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This one here is about literally feeling like sh*t, impotent and useless around everyone. So yeah. Pretty harsh

Submitted: January 25, 2018

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The Hands that Grip Tightly

The hurt I've been looking for
Finally gets solace
In the caves of solitude
That only causes the dirt
To disseminate an overthought
Of pain and disorder
Making all that you say
Sound like the wretched
And most unspeakable of things
That has ever been heard

What makes these calluses
Pierce through words never unhinged
Feel like death and pain
All at once
And so sudden?

So estranged to the notion of everything
The ones that make hands grip so tightly
Should they become one in a convoluted singularity?
What makes me tell out loud
All that I need to is claw them out
To pull my head from the fire below
And dissatisfy those of unholy voices
Hovering like sharp camera eyes

In the coming event of nothing
This is all I say (or feel)
What once was collective
May not be anymore

(A fire that never lasts
A breeze that never dies)


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