i am lost

January 20, 2015

the thoughts in my head

are not a dread

but a reality awoken

it has spoken

that i must write

but for a spite

of humanity

insanity

is what is causing

me to realize

that i really need a life

but the only way

the only way

only way

i could do this

is if i lose it.

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