Poetry #01: regarding inner turmoil

[This was originally published in F.U.C.K. poetry Issue #1. Originally written in 1995.]

    Silenced pain my warmth at night,
    while in my mind a raging fight,
    the longing to take a final breath
    and slip into awaiting death.

    Chilling coldness burns my fingers,
    emotional scars can only linger,

    Confusion and chaos wrap around me
    seemingly eternal will it be
    one thing in my life keeps me sane,
    on my warm face a refreshing rain.

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