Tuesday, 12 May 2015

Deep and dark i cannot hide,

in full light and sober yet i cannot see,

up and around the twisting pathways i walk, to an unknown cause,

arguments and hate all over the place, all petty,
and it means nothing to me.

I sleep yet i cannot dream for i am in a dream,
forged by the hatred of others,
a puppet in a sadistic play which i am humiliated, scorned

All this is I and nothing more..........

my own lil creation

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