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Mona May 2020
what is evidence?
is it dense?

what does it represent?
the truth or the scent?

are we all mad?
or am I extra-terrestially sad?

what to have for dinner?
will i die a sinner?

will the search ever end?
what can i really ammend?

do you care?
or am I just another chair?
the scratches on my consciousness that keeps me from seeing clearly.
Mona May 2020
i try not to lie
but lies spill out
i close my eyes
and the truth subsides
i try again
the truth departs
it chuckles away

discipline, i attempt
but there goes another
i lied to my lover
precious, wasted time
i hold my head up
and confess my crime
confessions bleak
i hold my breath
muster the courage
all i have left
truth is an ideal, a bar we create and judge against.
Mona May 2020
madness off the wall
jumping around
it's loud
like a omnipotent cloud

i just want peace
silence and sleep
trip into an abyss

no pain please
embrace the breeze
bless me, as i sneeze
the sound of a busy mind.
Mona May 2020
rePRESS
rePRESS
rePRESS

until my airwaves are compressed
close my eyes
but nothing puts my mind at rest
keep the emotions at bay
bottle them and let them fade
yet they intensify
tell yourself another ******* lie
unbeknown to you, they bubble and bubble
all that's left is the aftermath
the burnt rubble
until you can no longer hide
pull the trigger, you died
rest in peace
my mind is finally at ease
an expression of how my defence mechanism of choice, repression, serves me. yet it's seeming advantages hide an insidious undertone.

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