Jun 2017
Days turn to eternities
with hindering urgencies
buried inside of me, a
labyrinth of reasoning
alone in the midst, I
refuse
refuse to quit
sawing at the chains anchored
to ankles tied
to this abyss,
caught in a paradox
caught
in a **** whirlwind
gotta break free, 'cuz
drapetomania’s got the best of me.
with hindering urgencies
buried inside of me, a
labyrinth of reasoning
alone in the midst, I
refuse
refuse to quit
sawing at the chains anchored
to ankles tied
to this abyss,
caught in a paradox
caught
in a **** whirlwind
gotta break free, 'cuz
drapetomania’s got the best of me.
An overwhelming urge to run away; escape.... came across this word a while ago and was inspired to write this.
(28/F)
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