I’m on my way down,
A slow and broken sinking.
Watch me as I drown
In the depths of overthinking.

Silver kisses touch on skin,
Exquisitely and softly.
Touch, but delve so deeply in.
So very costly.

Crimson roses blossom out,
Nourished from within.
Bright red petals forming
Morbid fractals on my skin.

I wonder how many flowers
Are left within to see..
Or if you ever drowned
Inside your mind like me..

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