a little bit lost again
in between
narrating selves
searching
or just being
waving
or
drowning
from the
middle
of the sea
Nothing
but everything
At once.
Jul 8, 2020
Jul 8, 2020 at 8:25 AM UTC
I knew I lied to bury a lot of rivals
Thinking I’ll win the battle, earning a medal
Here I sit in the ****** **** of a **** rebel.
I heretofore lived maligning others,
out of which I traded my conscience,
to be in the good books of people.
I plopped the truth to go unopposed
And was indefatigably living in people’s fantasies,
until hell batted me a somber smile.
That darkened fire got me petrified
Has my tomorrow been ensnared?
**** me, if I didn’t seek salvation.
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Jul 8, 2020
Jul 8, 2020 at 8:19 AM UTC