Written 6/10/21 10:44pm
As the longest of dreadful days pile up,
Precious seconds of life begin to rapidly wind down.
A constant frown shifts into a hateful grimace.
Once sadly envisioning the imperfect image,
Realization sets in and overexposure ruins
Are all that remain from a rocky foundation.
A false formation created from the most
Believable facade of delusion.
It's not so odd how everyone else is also fooled.
An endless spool of damning lies.
It's a horribly dangerous job and
The most tedious chore
When boredom slowly transforms into
Abhorrence and so much more.
Too risky and forward,
Unnecessarily messy and horrid.
Everything, even the smallest of things
Is perceived as maliciously grandeur.
Unfortunately, there's no real cure
For evil.
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Survivor's Remorse
PoetrySurvivor's Remorse is a personal collection of poetry, songs, lyrics, prose, and more that ranges from the early 2000s through 2023 when I finally decided to start a new poetry book! Thank you immensely to anyone who has taken time to read this book...
