maybe we arent lost in the world
what if the world, lost us?
we went from the voices projected
to minds trapped in confinement
left to our own integrity
our thoughts became numb,
void of emotion
not for the sake of being alone
but for the sake, of sanity.
k.h.
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oneirataxia/poetry by k.h.
Poetryoneirataxia; (n.): the inability to distinguish fantasy from reality. NEW BOOK: THE SHADE OF FLOWERS/POETRY BY K.H., OUT NOW!
