Ode to we

I write to you now, Drunken and disorderly, Exacerbated state filled with monolithic tones, I see tears filled with poetry, Lines crossed with poems, I see rivers filled with apathy, Thoughts of the unknown. I speak to you with empathy, I shout to you with signs, I scream wrought without poetry, Hearts filled with the bleak lines, I ache to them angrily, Their cries to the unknown, I look to the heavens and reach for the throne. I tell you with dignity, Confidence and pride, I lie through my teeth as you listen to the rhymes, I move through the symmetry, I move through the sea. I move without apathy, I move in you and me. I feel grace when you are reading this, I feel peace just to know, I feel pain without agony in the thought you’re alone, I see clouds hanging over me, Wind filled with tears, I feel thoughts overwhelming me, Thoughts of ended nights. Just another fabled poet you see, Just another guy, Who beckons all about agony, Who cries all the time, I feel all of your empathy, Your pity your cheap dimes. I see through the facade that is the everlasting crime, I write for the lonely, I write for the pained, I write for the sickly, I write for the vain, I write for the criminals, I write for the sins, I write for the lost and those who are not accepted in. I see all of your beauty, Your everlasting eyes, I see through the autonomy, The lust without fines, I know what your thinking, I know what you’ve said, I know why you’re angry, I know why you’re sad, I care only for the memory, That we share at this time, For only in the mystery can we be sure we are fine.

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