DARK CIRCLES
Dark circles under my eyes,
a mind clouded
dark, rumbling thoughts swindling.
Feet and palms grow colder
with each breath,
scared of the unknown things
lurking inside me.
My hands
they dance in tremors,
like strings pulled in shadows
to an unseen storm.
I don’t know
what I’m doing.
Only that something moves me,
and I am caught
in its shadow.











