DEAR PENPAL PEOPLE, who wants to count to ten when you can carry on to infinity?
she stopped time and asked
a question planted silence in advance
faced my truth on a real talk
never thought it was hard to stand or walk
rock plays numb humiliation
the inhale echoes wounds then exhalation
denial and defense
tears welled up the hidden immense
the wind swings
a lost count to infinity sings
red eyes
step on two legs cries and undeniable disguise
forbidden was for me to
reveal the vulnerable due
the intimidated call
of how things are messed up in sort to fall
and now I think
of how it stinks
memories of misery
a step between me and the cemetery
embarrassment attacks
white lies painted above the blacks
stepped on me
a bug under the shoe and I let it be
guess that she knew
but the answer hung in air and flew
my confidence buried peacefully when already dead
and the winter cold shivers in my head
-----ravenfeels
Jul 7, 2021
Jul 7, 2021 at 7:30 PM UTC
DEAR PENPAL PEOPLE, who wants to count to ten when you can carry on to infinity?
she stopped time and asked
a question planted silence in advance
faced my truth on a real talk
never thought it was hard to stand or walk
rock plays numb humiliation
the inhale echoes wounds then exhalation
denial and defense
tears welled up the hidden immense
the wind swings
a lost count to infinity sings
red eyes
step on two legs cries and undeniable disguise
forbidden was for me to
reveal the vulnerable due
the intimidated call
of how things are messed up in sort to fall
and now I think
of how it stinks
memories of misery
a step between me and the cemetery
embarrassment attacks
white lies painted above the blacks
stepped on me
a bug under the shoe and I let it be
guess that she knew
but the answer hung in air and flew
my confidence buried peacefully when already dead
and the winter cold shivers in my head
-----ravenfeels
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