Is A Title Necessary ?

May 28, 2016

I don't mean to be blunt

~like forced trauma

or display myself up for you

~diorama

for you to get this how I feel

there is no appeal

waking up like a wind-up

because everyday I wind-ip

in these same situations

pessimistic contemplations

every day and the day after

this stranger called defeaning laughter

I'm in my present

thinking about my past

Worrying about my future

re-reading the last chapter

because I have this stigma

constant enigma

of how to escape this

~Robert was right

this road wasn't well paved

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