I'm misguided.
I tried to fight it but I ended up blinded by the information I can't begin to comprehend.
In the end I'm feeling more lost than where I began.
What's the cost of happiness with out feeling left open to the possibility of hostility.
It's killing me to think that I can't even blink
without wanting to shrink to the size of crumb.
I'm numb
because I was dumb enough to think that I was on the brink of making things better to bring people together.
Now I'm all alone under the weather.
Getting high to get by.
A lonely cloud in the sky
with the sun beating down evaporating me dry to the bone.
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Author:
Oddity (Pseudonym) (
Offline) - Published: September 26th, 2016 16:32
- Category: Sad
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Comments2
Great write
Like the crumb and numb line. Nice.
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