Truck up on blocks, wheels missing
broken window half asleep, shattered
remnants of usefulness scattered
the ground a requiem for what once was
Suitcase packed yesterday
full of naive dreams and pretty things
placed just so, in perfect rows
aligned with what she’s been taught
imitation a valid strategy
chameleon motivation asks nothing
and exists in perfect harmony
with expectation filtered through
decaying light a sunset predicted
it's the darkness that hurts the most
Pain is life, life is pain
suffering builds stronger ships, unless
the flood came before the storm
standing in frigid water up to her knees
buckled and weak, sweeping the water
until the broom became a memory
Instructions unclear, she closes her eyes
preparing for the worst case scenario
practiced, calm, collected
never betraying her confusion, nodding
in agreement with everyone but herself
is who she is designed to be
but not in that way, in the way
louder than the greyish sludge
covering the totality of reality
light a candle and risk being seen
burned by the flame, steady steady
step this way or that way, follow
the leader through the bullets
time standing perfectly still
**** shot hovering too close, too close
sleep disrupted by sudden exposure
Birds startle and then fall silent
a solitary sound echoes through sunrise
Earth rotating as it does
Feb 27
Feb 27, 2026 at 9:56 PM UTC
Truck up on blocks, wheels missing
broken window half asleep, shattered
remnants of usefulness scattered
the ground a requiem for what once was
Suitcase packed yesterday
full of naive dreams and pretty things
placed just so, in perfect rows
aligned with what she’s been taught
imitation a valid strategy
chameleon motivation asks nothing
and exists in perfect harmony
with expectation filtered through
decaying light a sunset predicted
it's the darkness that hurts the most
Pain is life, life is pain
suffering builds stronger ships, unless
the flood came before the storm
standing in frigid water up to her knees
buckled and weak, sweeping the water
until the broom became a memory
Instructions unclear, she closes her eyes
preparing for the worst case scenario
practiced, calm, collected
never betraying her confusion, nodding
in agreement with everyone but herself
is who she is designed to be
but not in that way, in the way
louder than the greyish sludge
covering the totality of reality
light a candle and risk being seen
burned by the flame, steady steady
step this way or that way, follow
the leader through the bullets
time standing perfectly still
**** shot hovering too close, too close
sleep disrupted by sudden exposure
Birds startle and then fall silent
a solitary sound echoes through sunrise
Earth rotating as it does
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