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Sunken place


I know in a moment of weakness I failed you 

I can't rewrite the past

Only move on

I write here today not to mop but rather to reminisce 

On what struggled with me I stand here just with bliss

I stared into the abyss 

I envisioned a better future 

The weight of the world hung over me

I felt powerless and showed great cowardice

 

With the expression of mind, I will never truly be lost

Learning to listen was key 

Rather than being drained in thoughts 

Above the clouds I desired 

Never truly be admired 

I was up to mischief 

I could never gain distance

I keep running hoping for a substance

I felt like I was Augustus 

For a second

Then it reckons with the aftermath

I woke up in a bloodbath

Lost with thoughts of the past

All I could do was watch the weather forecast

And this cycle never ended

To wake up and repeat only to end up confused on the path I took

This cycle of stagnation is what lead to me finally realize

And as I woke up from this stagnation and got better

The realization 

That nation

That I was alone 

Was false

So many others like me

Haven't woke up

Stay in slumber

Waiting for another…

 
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