Monday, April 13, 2020

B4ore

Way too much of myself
Stuck in here with nowhere
To be saturated in this
Has gotten me so utterfully hopeless
That I’ve just GOT to share it

All the things that should be bringing
Me joy are just fucking boringly
Chizzling away
No more aura in these
Caves of self reflection

Neglecting brings empty me
Stuck inside the memories
Of the used to
And could have
And should have beens

Eye so iso lated
Sick self infatuation
Auto predict
Thinks for me differently
Than the me that makes me elated

Save me grace
Make me remember
The miracle that still exists

The better times
Feel left behind me
Find that I’m always

Waiting.

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