I am at double Four-double Four
Thirty-Fourth Street,
I could use a lift of sorts.
I would like to remain nameless,
my condition certainly is not.
My being seems out of place;
I have tried to keep focused.
The last group of days
have blurred together;
meaning lessens by define.
A bent key, I hold in my hand,
the remnant of a jagged world
unfulfilled by expectation;
of which I no longer fit.
Learned techniques fail me.
I was given this number,
by a caring friend;
said it would lead me
to truthful people.
Deemed credible I choose.
How I have hope, which is never lost!
Without reluctance I continue -
to the recommended anonym auditor;
tranquility listens further
to me
Mar 31, 2019
Mar 31, 2019 at 3:28 PM UTC
I am at double Four-double Four
Thirty-Fourth Street,
I could use a lift of sorts.
I would like to remain nameless,
my condition certainly is not.
My being seems out of place;
I have tried to keep focused.
The last group of days
have blurred together;
meaning lessens by define.
A bent key, I hold in my hand,
the remnant of a jagged world
unfulfilled by expectation;
of which I no longer fit.
Learned techniques fail me.
I was given this number,
by a caring friend;
said it would lead me
to truthful people.
Deemed credible I choose.
How I have hope, which is never lost!
Without reluctance I continue -
to the recommended anonym auditor;
tranquility listens further
to me