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PARASITOSIS
This condition mine
I wrote the last line
It's attrition I'll find
Behind those skeptic sighs
My awareness stricken by
Smell of gasoline fades
A fire wanes within me now
To be what I can't shape
Opioid clouds part
Tomorrow had arrived
Though I remain in the car
And time averts the tear
Clarity to disappear
The hole is deep I fear
I am the sleeper here
Forever has a start
Left me to the seasons
To solidify the heart
Until I find a reason
I concede to pain
Integrity regained
Bridge divides the frame
'It is time, I'm afraid
It really is a shame
I know...
To what you gravitate
But that is not life
So winnow it I shall
Before they destroy you
Like they always do
And you'll thank me
Like you always do'
Motionless I am
And breathing slow
Sheets are disturbed
And I watch them fall
A warm hand rest
To never forget
Eyelids imbibed
Never again will cry
In comfort there is always hell
Fear what you'll never know well
The soul is bled from the shell
A pillow stain for stolen health
A culmination
A moment of guilt
An expression I cannot trust
One I can't manipulate
Satisfaction
Traffic soundscape
A needed escape
For silence
Is now a privilege
Published 24th Jul 2017
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25th Jul 2017 00:52am
8th Jan 2023 5:43pm
A fire wanes within me now
To be what I can’t shape
&
Left me to the seasons
To solidify the heart
Until I find a reason
These lines stuck out to me as they feel relatable
To be what I can’t shape
&
Left me to the seasons
To solidify the heart
Until I find a reason
These lines stuck out to me as they feel relatable
