Paralyzed

I wouldn’t even call it a break

An unhappiness

Regret

 

The void

In the shell

Of my emotions

 

A white canvas

Torn thru

My motivation

 

There are no pieces

There was no break

 

The cold

Burned

Hot as the sun

 

And I am paralyzed

In the actions of anything

To keep my mind

From living

 

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