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Plagued

I don't know what has me  
clamped down the most: a religion
I've had to sift through for truth,  
or my own feelings  
of inadequacy.
 
The two can certainly go
hand in hand (in case you didn't know).
 
A person can only dig  
a well so deep before they realize
the mud walls are a coffin.
How dark would it have to be before
you forget the light? Void-like?
 
I know big thoughts roll through
like massive clouds sloshing their
innards across our faces.  
 
It shouldn't be this way.
 
I need some fucking security.
I need some fucking decency.
I need a minute to take it all inó
 
to rest.
Eerie
Written by Eerie
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Author's Note
Inspirational music:
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=_kIrRooQwuk
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