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Friday, January 19, 2018

Lost

An Original Poem:


I’m stumbling 
Naked in this nightmare
But at least a nightmare is still a dream. 
Stumbling, naked 
My hearts dripping 
Battery acid onto 
Every way out through the snow 
And I guess I realize
I’m 
Truly
lost. 

Out of desperation I cling to one wing
Of a dying bird
Because I never learned how to fly
Or maybe you just made me forget that I knew how. 
I’m falling 
We’re all falling but cold hearts make us feel
Frozen in the sun 
That will eventually burn 
Burn
Burn Out. 

So I’ll piss on the ashes of my old
Cremated self 
Putting an end to the suffocation that swallowed me
And left me frozen 
I may be lost
But I can find 

Myself.

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