in the shadows

My splintered psyche
aches from over-thinking.
Endless days
and nights, a series
of reruns. Death
lurks, looks square
into my eyes.
I am not afraid.


About Sarah Cosgrove

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9 Responses to in the shadows

  1. lisa bridges says:

    profoundly moving.

  2. mbrolley says:

    Thinking of you and sending warmest vibes, honey.

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