POEM STARTER

‘Until finally, the chill stopped.’

Write a poem that closes with this line.

sweaty forehead

spiraled down an endless hall the light at the end of the tunnel was so near yet it was impossible to reach it moved further and further as you chased it the sweat built up on your forehead a tingling sensation in your fingers a chill crawled up your spine a snake tightened around your neck your vision went blurry and then to black dry lips because you chewed too hard sore throat because you yelled too hard a messed up life because you tried too hard you went crazy spiraled faster and faster got colder and colder yet sweat more and more felt suffocated by the snake its fangs were sunk into your skin your head pounded harder and harder until finally the chill stopped. ————————— idk what this was lol just playing around, it’s been a while
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