They are wrong.

My legs shiver

in intense confusion while

my eyes try a loop hole

to keep from showing signs 

 of weakness my soul

trembles in a desperate  attempt 

 to show them that they are wrong

my morals step away to try and make 

 pan out whats happening they

even try to show themselves but are being ignored

my heart searching for comfort and closure

my blood flows just a little faster  through

my heart hoping it will expand even more.

meanwhile, my brain shuts on construction 

frantically looking for evidence to prove them 

that are wrong . my heart whispers

to my brain begging it to move faster 

so that my heart doesn't crumble apart 

leaving behind all the love it wants to give

so badly. My bones fight viciously to stay strong 

to send messages to my toes to keep walking

my heart to keep fighting and for me to 

to show them that they are wrong 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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