After

The morning after,

A night from hell.

Parched. From the lake of fears that dripped down my face. Stones for muscles. Walls for heart.

Thoughts racing, tightening like ropes each lap.

Will I ever feel better? Will I ever be free? ....Thank god for the sun today. . .

”I Salute Your Christopher” IAMX

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