Written 8/13/21 1:15a
I hate [it] when I don't want to write,
Yet it frightens me whenever
I willingly refuse to
Purposefully ignore the itchy vibe to release.
I could never play myself like that!
Existentially pretending to keep it all together
Isn't ideal as I slowly & surely succumb to
The overall conformity of normality,
Airing out one's private business;
Actively seeking relative others to assist in
Fuming the pitiful flames is [even] worse.
A careless virtual world may not be
The best place to ask for life advice
With the equivalency of mice and men
In the universe.
Forcefully proceed to heal & nurse
Unhealed wounds.
Bend silver spoons at high noon with your focus.
Always go & strive for the
Limitless Impossibilities.
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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...
