Cool, relaxed, focused,
A good day, another bad
Will it be another hopeless.
Choking, on my own ashes
From heartbreak that passes
My now and nevermore.
I hated stuff from before,
You taught me I'm a woman
Not a girl, this is my world
This is my escape, my poetry
Rage, bitterness I must escape.
In extremis I am clouded by what
Was, what never was. But now
I can be better because I was shown
A premonition of my past,future, present self.
I'm still stuck
By
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Past filth,