I guess it's running from pain even though I know it's still going to be there
Yet this self imprisonment allows some kind of inner torture
Punishment
For what I'm not sure
A broken mother
Crashing
Being swallowed
Looming darkness
Outstretched claws
Ready
Waiting
Whispering
Weakness
Pulling me down just a little deeper
Into the night
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