My insides are dancing. Begging to be let go of.
Save me, why don't you save me?
We're all so tired.
I'm the only one that's left.
My mind's a swirl of colors.
Darling, aren't you hurting?
How can you bear to see me like this?
We'll paint the black canvas with our minds.
But, why can't you save me?
Let me go. Let me go.
We're running in circles.
Drowning in myself.
Why don't you save me?
Brought to you by: "State of Affairs" by Kan Wakan
A writing exercise for writeworld.tumblr.com
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