Slowly shifting
to unshaped entity
mentally unattached
to the easy path
pinching life
in small sequencies
rebuilding them
repeating “I’m tough”
laugh with me
of me
can’t we stop
laughing at all
a minute of silence
is what we de-
-serve
them well and
let them cheer you
feeding on you
but don’t blame
who cannot go through
a whole lake of
mud and awfulness
emptiness fills us
with shades
and memories
old theories
all gone
done is the time
I have only myself
to blame
for throwing this life
away
may I see you
once again
before I forget
what I am-
-waiting for
will you wait
for me
so we can meet
where you can see
how wicked it was
to follow me
when I don’t know
what year this is
which reality
I’ve been living in.
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