Clawing and Grinding

Clasping to the vicious sound

Grinding my teeth to loneliness

Clenching to the hollow rattle

Snagging the callous pages

Latching on to the emptiness

Seeking the comfort in the corner

Clutching to the invisible truth

Absorbing the bitterness

Digesting too much judgement

Consuming bits of the view

Seizing the blankness

Clawing inside my cage

Refusing to listen and understand

where I was and where I am

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